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towerofanimus2012-12-03 03:07 pm
ghostytrainer) wrote in towerofanimus2012-12-03 03:07 pm
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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 trainersget 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.))
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
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 (
[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.))
<insert lewd comment about sucking here>
[Let's just...focus on Dave and Missy for now, yes. Put that smile back on!]
shhh that was supposed to be a secret gawsh
As in, he doesn't bother to even take the pokeball from Rose. Instead, he drops to his knees to wrap his arms around Missy's neck, hugging her. He's shaking a little and trying to not turn into a big baby right now because that's so uncool. This is the nicest thing that's happened in a long while.]
T-Thanks. [You should be proud! He didn't think he could form words right this moment!]
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Missy is a pretty happy Ninetales right now, yipping and licking at his face.]]
...happy birthday, Dave.
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Yeah, happy birthday man. When you're done hugging Missy, maybe we can bro hug bump it out. Even if it won't be the same without filthy wife beaters.
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Sorry, dude. My trunk didn't come with any shitty wife beaters. You'll just have to pretend or something.
AND NOW KI IS A BUTT
I can forgive you just this one time. If only because mine didn't either.
There's enough dorks to include Rose in their broship GOSH
You two finish eating your oatmeal or is Rose still being a huge baby about it? [Not that there's anything better to eat right now, so maybe Rose is being real smart by savoring her tasteless oatmeal.]
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No, you were definitely being a baby about it. I finished mine already though, yeah.
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[Woah, hello, suddenly some goober in his arms. Woah. This is still straight, right?] Egbert, have you gotten fatter? [Not that he would know, but Dave is being a dick.]