towerofanimus | 1st pokeball [open]

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1st pokeball [open]

Characters: John Egbert and Rose Lalonde of the game transplant variety and YOU
Setting: Outside room 1-12, around the tower, and the cafeteria
Format: Action unless you have a burning need for prose, in which case we'll follow
Summary: Stop me if you've heard this one before, but these two Pokemon trainers ~~get kidnapped~~ walk into a tower...
Warnings: Probably just language

A: Just outside room 1-12 (John route)

[A young boy stands outside his bedroom that he shares with three other boys. At his feet is a small black and red fox, sniffing the around at the ground. Sitting on his left shoulder is a small, purple flamed candle with...a face. Yes, a face. Apparently this thing is alive. Apparently so is the seven foot tall cyclopean ghost floating next to him. It is equally as apparent that none of these things bothers the boy, as he's hardly paying them any attention. Instead, he's focusing on a small, red, cell-phone like device in his hand. Judging by the look on his face, the thing isn't acting the way he wants it to.]

Cannot connect to network? What do you mean cannot connect to network...come on you piece of shit. [He smacks it against the heel of his palm and then tries holding it up in the air for better reception. No dice.] I just need to text everybody and see what's going on.

[Eventually, the boy gives a frustrated sigh.]

What the hell...hey, Tron. [He pulls a small red-and-white ball from his belt and pops it open, releasing an violently orange-and-blue creature.] See if you can figure out what's up with this thing, will you please? [The creature makes a strange, almost digital-sounding screeching noise and disappears inside the screen in a pixelated flash. Should you approach this boy, the fox will be the first to notice and begin yapping loudly, trying to get his master's attention.]

Shhh, Michael J.! It's okay, calm down, boy! We can play as soon as Tron figures out what's up with this thing and we get a hold of everybody...

[This kid really needs to pay more attention to his surroundings...]

B: Around the tower (Rose route)

[[While there is a lot to worry about and a lot to take in, and a lot to think about – now was not the time to do so. Why?

Because she’s lost. She has no idea where she is. This isn’t Johto, that’s for damn sure, and yeah she was told what’s going on? She’s tempted not to believe it just yet. Because...well, weird shit has happened to her before. Soul being stolen, anyone? That dreamworld was a weird as shit place…

After changing into some more comfortable clothes, her first priority was figuring out which four Pokemon she was left with. To her extreme relief, Guile was one of them, and she doesn’t bother returning the Espeon to her Pokeball like she does her Larvesta, Ninetales and Dragonite. After she slips the balls into her purse and puts that on, she cautiously exits the room, purple fox-like creature in tow.]]

God this place is unsettling...

Esp esp.

I know, and I’m very glad you’re here with me. But...well I can’t put my finger on it, but I don't have a good feeling about this tower. Ugh.

[[Rose will spend most of her time exploring. One) To try and find other people to talk with and drill for information. Two) To see if any of her friends have also ended up here. Because weathering through changes like this is always easier with your friends.

She does, however, take pause to admire the Library specifically.]]

C: Cafeteria (~~oatmeal route~~ John AND Rose route)

[Eventually, the two manage to find each other and, together, make their way down to the kitchen. You can find them sitting at a table next to each other, each staring at a bowl of oatmeal in front of them. Rose's Espeon sits on the floor next to her master, glancing around the room with a critical eye. John's Litwick is still sitting on his shoulder and his Dusknoir is hovering behind them like some kind of giant, watchful sentinel. Michael J. the Zorua seems to have been returned to his ball on account of less-than-stellar behavior.]

[After several minutes of staring, John finally speaks up.]

Well...down the hatch, I guess.

[And the first bite has been taken...wow this about as bland as bland gets isn't it? Mmmm! The delicious taste of nothing! Rose simply watches him, raising a brow.]

How does it taste?

It's...not bad?

[Not that it's particularly good either, but John has never been picky and it's edible. In fact, he's taking another bite. And another! He'll have it finished in no time at this rate. A few moments later, Rose takes after his lead and takes a bite herself, only to shudder mere seconds after closing her mouth.]

Ugh. There's no taste to this at all...

Well we don't really have much of a choice here. May as well just eat it and get it over with, I promise it's really not as bad as it could be. In fact, it goes down pretty quick if you don't stop to complain about it!

[Rose gives him a very flat look, but makes no comment. Instead, she just pokes and picks at her oatmeal, takes a small bite, makes a face, and goes back to poking at it. At this rate, it'll be a good hour before she even comes anywhere near finishing it. John, on the other hand, finishes his in a matter of minutes, takes one look at Rose, and rolls his eyes. Without a word, he picks up his spoon, grabs hold of her nose and puts an entire spoonful of oatmeal in her mouth.]

Don't make me bust out the airplane noises, Rose. You know I will!

[Rose says nothing, instead dipping a hand dipping into her oatmeal and meeting with John's face. There's an indignant cry of "Watch the glasses!" but it gets John to let go of her nose, at least.]

That may work with vegetables where I have the option of cheese sauce or salt and pepper, but if you think it will work with this, then think again, John Egbert. This oatmeal will go down at the pace I choose because it is not fit for eating.

And oh my god quit being such a baby and just eat your oatmeal!

[Approach or turn heel and run the other way? They'll probably be at this for a while.]

((ooc: should be self explanatory but option A will get you responses from John, B from Rose, and C from both.))

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[[The first one to notice him isn't Rose. It doesn't really seem to be John either. At least not compared to the pink companion beside the Lalonde girl. No, it's the Espeon that notices him, and Guillemet wastes no time getting up to trot over there. First she sniffs at his stuff, and then she presses against his hand with a few happy chirps.

Omg her other daddy is here too! This is so much better than she thought it was going to end up being.

Meanwhile, it's a combination of the clattering things and Guile's chittering that catches Rose's attention, and she finally glances in his direction.]]

Dave?

[Indeed, John was too busy trying to get Rose to eat her oatmeal to notice the clattering noise that is Dave dropping all his stuff. His Litwick, however, notices Guile take off across the room and can't help but follow her. Hello, Dave. Don't mind a little candle running smack into your face with a happy Ooooouuuu!!" Her nubby little arms are giving the closest approximation of a hug that she can manage.]

[It's not until Rose speaks that John finally looks up and notices Dave. There's still some oatmeal on his face from Rose's earlier attack but he's all smiles as usual. For however long that will last, anyway.]

Oh man, this guy. God, of course we wouldn't be lucky enough to escape him.

[he's being facetious here, obviously. Really. He's happy to see his best bud here, even if everything so far points to this being Kind Of A Bad Place. It takes him a few moments to even notice that something about Dave is a little...off. But when he does, his smile kind of fades a little. Why does he look so worn down? They just saw him yesterday and he was perfectly fine!]

Dude, you okay? You look like shit. You know, moreso than usual.

[He really does love you, Dave. Promise.]

Edited 2012-12-03 23:56 (UTC)

[Dave flinches at first at the sudden contact and holy-shit-what-is-attacking-his-face. He timidly pets Guillemet while kind of lightly prying off John's Litwick away from his face with his other hand. He would question why they have these if he still wasn't a little panicked that they were here.

Not that he isn't used to John being around.

No, fuck that. That means there's two John Egberts here, what the fuck. Why is this an actual thing that's happening and holy shit, how does he deal? Dave is the definitely of deer in headlights. Shades or not, it's obvious he's a little more than utterly shocked at the moment.]

I...

When did you two get here? [He has yet to move from where he's standing.] I'm okay. I've looked worst. [Dave absentmindedly smooths his hair a bit. Like that would actually do something about his current appearance.]

[[Sorry John, Rose is abandoning her oatmeal. Because yeah, he does look terrible. She gets up, glancing back at John with a slightly confused and worried face like 'what happened to him?' before moving to Dave himself.

Sorry, she's going to fuss with your hair and check how gaunt your cheeks are and you're so thin...]]

You look like shit.

[[CONCERN.]]

Today. Well, I awoke to this new place today in any case.

[John gets up from his seat and trots after Rose, signaling to the Dusknoir to just stay where he is for now. They'll be right back, no sense in overwhelming Dave with Pokemon at the moment.]

It's only been a couple of hours, if I had to guess. But seriously, dude, what happened to you?

[Dave lets go of John's Litwick to kind of swat at Rose to knock it off. Stop fussing with him!]

No one has told you anything then, have they.

[On one hand, Dave can give them the lowdown and he's kind of glad that he can. On the other hand, he'd have to tell them what happens here and he isn't particularly looking forward to that.] Well, nothing recently happened to me as of late. [He just got back a few days ago.] I've been here for awhile, that's all. This isn't Disneyland. [Awhile would be since February.]

...being here a while shouldn't have done something like this to you. What happened?

[[Fussing. Sorry, Dave, but she's worried.]]

And we have bits and pieces. Like the disgusting excuse for oatmeal and how we have to eat that before we can enjoy real food.

[John clicks his tongue a little and motions for the Litwick to come back over to him, which she is only to happy to do, taking her usual place on his shoulder. She's like a parrot. Only way cooler.]

[He really thinks Rose is blowing things out of proportion here as far as the oatmeal is concerned and he may or may not be entirely sure about how Dave could have been here for months when they just saw him the other day, but he opts to say nothing for now. He'll just let Rose fuss and listen to whatever explanation Dave has to offer.]

[He backs up a bit this time. Oh my god, stop. Nothing bad has even happened to him as of late.]

You're going to want to savor that oatmeal while you can. The caretaker of this month doesn't really like offering real food. [He bends down to pick up one of the nutrition bars.] This is the only available food source for this month, unless you want to consider losing internal organs for a single meal at the restaurant. Which is to say, don't do it because it's honestly not worth it.

[He feels kind of awful. Of course they come in clueless the month Jason is in charge.] You can't say that. You haven't been here for awhile.

[[The more he talks, the more she kind of just...frowns.]]

The oatmeal is gross, end of discussion. The restaurant will be for a later talk. Caretaker? And I said shouldn't. I still stand by that. It shouldn't.

[[Finally, her arms drop, folding over her chest a little.]]

[John rolls his eyes behind Rose's back. Rose. Plz. It's just oatmeal, it's really not the end of the world. But again, he says nothing out loud, opting to let the two siblings continue their conversation instead. He'll just do something about this oatmeal that's still on his face until his input is needed again.]

The Tower is in control of a few people. There's three assholes who take turns, but there's more people involved than them. Generally, they're the ones we're in contact with the most respectively.

[He shoves his hands in his pockets, scuffing the ground a bit with his shoe.]

Each month something tends to happen. It tends to be based on who's in charge. Dax tends to make for a pretty tame month. Riki pulls some ridiculously weird crap, but Jason takes the cake for hugest asshole of the Tower award. It's his turn, so I guess you might get to see that firsthand.

I can answer probably any question you want to ask about the place. [He's clearly totally not avoiding specifically talking about himself.]

Well...I guess the easiest and most pressing question right now is this. The three of us aren't in Johto anymore, are we?

[[This is half a serious question, but not for the most obvious reasons.

This isn't the Dave they know. Or well...not the one from home, anyway. At least she's fairly certain he's not. He knows way too much about this place to have been the Dave they saw only a little while ago.

~~And it is gross John. You're just a human garbage disposal.~~

Guile, who had backed off to sit at Rose's side by now, perks up at this question. She's curious to know where they are if not at home...]]

Didn't you read the shitty letter they leave with you? Our "gracious" [He gestures air quotes.] caretakers saved us from our worlds because it somehow got destroyed and stuck us all in this tower.

[Even being here this long, Dave never actually considered it to be fact.]

But that would explain the sudden abundance of creatures around you like you two were running for the spot for next Disney Princess. [There's a lot of irony in that statement, if only because the girl he likes technically kind of classifies as one to some extent.]

Believe it or not, the world of Pokemon is just weird enough that you should question letters like that. [[She snorts at the Disney Princess comment, glancing at the Pokemon.]] And here you've only met one of mine. We haven't even begun to Disney, Dave.

So...I'm going to hazard a guess then that it destroyed Johto and not our world, considering ours was already a little destroyed. Or did they simply go back and make sure the debris that's left was disintegrated?

Rose, please don't act like the rest of your pokemon will help you win next Miss Disney. I think we both know that I have that particular competition it in the bag.

[He will rock that dress, don't be jelly.]

Anyway, I read the letter too but it sounded like a bunch of crap to me. Like Rose kind of mentioned, that they failed to take into account that we technically come from two universes. But...I'm guessing that's not the norm here, is it? You aren't the same Dave that we just saw at the hotel yesterday are you? Or any of the other four Daves who came before him, for that matter.

I sometimes wonder if John secretly always wanted to be a girl. I guess that answers that. [It has been established that Dave can so rock a dress.]

Well, the letter is a load of shit in general. But they do actually sent us back to a desolate empty nothing once in awhile. There isn't really an explanation as to why, but it does happen.

I can't answer that. They're pretty privvy on this shit, other than your planet is gone and this Tower is your new home and the reason is this scary shit that destroyed it.

[Dave already dislikes this conversation. It's too much to think about and there's that slightly guilty feeling of not being the Dave they were expecting. That's starting to be a constant norm here.]

I...no? I've been here since February. It's December now. [Dave tries to keep an even tone, but there's that feeling of dread anyways.] Sorry.

[[There's nothing but a nod from Rose.]] Nothing to apologize for, Dave. That's nothing you can help. It's not like you're suddenly not our best friend Dave just because you aren't equipped with Pokemon and stripped of your time powers.

Mmm...is it at least a suitable home? We don't have leaky roofs or rats, do we? No termites? If possible, I'd like to request a view of the sea as well.

[[Rose is just slowly processing the new information is all. Don't mind her.]]

Exactly what Rose said. Come on, dude. [John punches him lightly on the arm, grinning.] Why would you think you have to apologize for something like that? It was December when we left Johto too...wait. Does that mean today is your birthday?

[Could it be? For once...could it be that time is actually properly lined up!?!]

Just don't tell me it's like...already the end of December and we missed Christmas on top of everything else. That would blow.

[It takes a hell of a lot not to flinch at that friendly punch. Oh god, what is physical contact.] It's a habit. I've seen you come in twice, which is to say, holy shit there's two of you now I did not sign up for this. But I've seen a Lalonde version of you and me. And Rose has came in both as a Strider and an Egbert. [He's not even counting the times Jade has came in differently too and they have a Jade Harley and Jade Strider right now.]

No leaky roofs or rats. We had a whale destroy a large portion of the tower though and there are a crapton of monsters around if that's your cup of tea. You don't get a view of the sea, but there's a floor with a meadow and a floor that's a floating island.

[Woah. He knew Bro and everyone else reminded him his birthday was coming up, but it's still weird.] Yeah. I'm fourteen now.

You would have preferred missing it. I don't really know what's going to happen this month and it's been getting colder in the tower. I guess the heating system is fucked up. [Dave isn't looking forward to that. Like he didn't have more reasons to hate this place, now he's going to be cold and miserable.]

Edited (sure did editted this to add that subject line. JUST FOR YOU KATAR) 2012-12-06 00:18 (UTC)

[[Rose just smiles at the mention that he's fourteen.]] So I'm older. [[And now she's digging into her purse as she talks.]]

A Strider and Egbert Rose? Now that must have been an interesting sight. Was I ironic as hell? Were the shades I rocked as hipster as yours? What about my Egbert counterpart? Did I have a strong aversion to baked goods? Was I a pranking master? Oh, I bet I looked just as cute with those teeth, didn't I? Horrible in the glasses though, I'm sure. I don't think square frames would suit me. Please tell me my Egbertian ass was as stellar as John's. Or they and theirs, I suppose. For us, you've come and gone up to five times.

And monsters? Please. We've dealt with worse I'm sure. Though a whale destroying a portion of a tower is interesting.

Edited 2012-12-06 00:34 (UTC)

[John's only response to all that is a blank, slightly unsettled stare. That is a lot to take in at once. John and Dave Lalonde? Rose Egbert and Strider? W...what? What?]

[He opens his mouth to voice this thought, but then Rose starts rambling off a million questions and talking about his butt in front of Dave of all people and his brain just nopes on out of there.]

Oh. [God damn it.] That's not really surprising. Everyone keeps arriving farther down the timeline than me at this point.

Strider you was a cagey and really angry bitch. Egbert you was obsessed with Harry Potter. She didn't wear glasses though. Also, fuck you, my shades aren't hipster. [Wait... Waittttttt a minute.] What? Are you two smanging or something? I don't think I can ever touch your hands, Rose. I don't think I'm down with indirectly butt touching my best friend's ass.

It was mostly stressful. Losing access to your powers doesn't really make for a good time. Also, when a whale ruptures and shit that wants to kill you comes out of it, kind of makes for some nightmare fuel.

Well let me tell you. It's not the timeline that makes me older. Where are you on that, by the way?

And smanging, no. Engaged, yes. And please. You are completely safe from indirectly touching John's butt. Why that's a problem I haven't the slightest.

Huh. I wouldn't have figured I'd be an angry bitch having grown up with your Brother. Curious. [[No comment on Rose Egbert, because she still likes Harry Potter so. And then she finally stops digging, pulling a tiny notepad and a pen out and begins writing.]]

...yeah. That doesn't sound fun.

Can we just...please shift the conversation away from my ass? That would be great, thanks.

It'll be Dave > Rose > John!

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SKIPPING KATAR'S LOSER BUTT

wow what a butt

wow scuze you guys. would you rather i did a tag of john standing there drooling?

you make it sound like you havent ever done that before???

spoilers: she has

omg i have not?????

i dont believe you.

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you da best kim. u_u though ki is a lying liar who lies.

methinks the lady complains too much.

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