Dave Strider [au2] (
turntechtrainer) wrote in
towerofanimus2013-02-02 11:09 pm
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Snoop, we're not in Pokeland, anymore.
Characters: Dave Strider of the game transplant type and YOU
Setting: Outside room 3-04, and the cafeteria
Format: Action but if you want prose, bring it and I'll match you.
Summary: So you heard about those two pokemon trainers? Well there is a third...
Warnings: Language, probably. Will update as needed.
Room 3-04
[Going to bed and waking up somewhere new had only happened twice in Dave's life. He wasn't a fan of before and now is no different. Some part of him expected it. Like how his dreams are full of mazes, the screeching of crows, and death painted in so many colorful ways. Once the waking hour happens, he tends to push it out of his head.
Not thinking about it has been his best friend. Unfortunately, now he has to consider it because of a letter. Then again, if it had been old gold tooth who brought him here, he'd expect to be space dust.
He stands in the hallway just outside room 3-04 and frowns down at his pokegear. The piece of shit just isn't connecting which is stupid. It has perfect signal, usually. Dave is different from the one any tower resident would be familiar with. He's clearly older, fairly tall, and starting to fill out and take on more of a resemblance to his parents.
He stuffs the gear into the pocket of his dark coat and looks to the flame maned unicorn to his left.] Don't look at me, man. I got nothing to even say about this. If you're along for the ride that means either I'm asleep, so, stand by for murder by the ticking clock, or, who even knows.
[He reaches out to pat her nose, giving it a reassuring rub with a sigh.] If it's Team Rocket don't settle for hot foot. Roast their shorts.
Cafeteria
[By this point, he's gotten hungry. Anyone treading into the cafeteria will find one blond haired shade wearing douche of a guy in a dark coat sitting between two large dragons. None of them look all that pleased with the food but they're eating the stupid oatmeal anyway. Dave wasn't the only one that got so hopelessly spoiled on Jane's cooking.
Sitting wrapped up in a knitted scarf (red, green, purple, and blue), is a large egg. Dave keeps checking on it, sometimes shifting so he can keep an eye on his scaled bros and the egg at the same time. After a while he just transfers it to his lap where he knows it will be safe.]
Setting: Outside room 3-04, and the cafeteria
Format: Action but if you want prose, bring it and I'll match you.
Summary: So you heard about those two pokemon trainers? Well there is a third...
Warnings: Language, probably. Will update as needed.
Room 3-04
[Going to bed and waking up somewhere new had only happened twice in Dave's life. He wasn't a fan of before and now is no different. Some part of him expected it. Like how his dreams are full of mazes, the screeching of crows, and death painted in so many colorful ways. Once the waking hour happens, he tends to push it out of his head.
Not thinking about it has been his best friend. Unfortunately, now he has to consider it because of a letter. Then again, if it had been old gold tooth who brought him here, he'd expect to be space dust.
He stands in the hallway just outside room 3-04 and frowns down at his pokegear. The piece of shit just isn't connecting which is stupid. It has perfect signal, usually. Dave is different from the one any tower resident would be familiar with. He's clearly older, fairly tall, and starting to fill out and take on more of a resemblance to his parents.
He stuffs the gear into the pocket of his dark coat and looks to the flame maned unicorn to his left.] Don't look at me, man. I got nothing to even say about this. If you're along for the ride that means either I'm asleep, so, stand by for murder by the ticking clock, or, who even knows.
[He reaches out to pat her nose, giving it a reassuring rub with a sigh.] If it's Team Rocket don't settle for hot foot. Roast their shorts.
Cafeteria
[By this point, he's gotten hungry. Anyone treading into the cafeteria will find one blond haired shade wearing douche of a guy in a dark coat sitting between two large dragons. None of them look all that pleased with the food but they're eating the stupid oatmeal anyway. Dave wasn't the only one that got so hopelessly spoiled on Jane's cooking.
Sitting wrapped up in a knitted scarf (red, green, purple, and blue), is a large egg. Dave keeps checking on it, sometimes shifting so he can keep an eye on his scaled bros and the egg at the same time. After a while he just transfers it to his lap where he knows it will be safe.]

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Then let me bring you up to speed because some of this could affect you here. The Scratch is resetting the whole session and rebooting it with more favorable odds. The fault in the session isn't fixed because Skaia can't do that. It switches when the players and their ancestor/guardians arrive. Essentially this changes a lot of things, creating new history because we'll do different shit.
The new players will not be some alt Dave and co. It will be a Teen Bro - Dirk, and Roxy - teen mom, Jake and Jane, the teen old people EgbertHarley relations.
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I know a little about that, yeah.
I met Dirk. He was here for a little. He shared a room with Bro, but he left awhile ago. People kind of come and go in this place. An alternate version of Jane and Roxy appeared. I can't say much about them because they were barely here either and their timeline was hells different. [This is a hell of a lot to hear all at once, but he thinks he's taking it pretty well.] Yeah, that kind of makes more sense to hear in full.
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People coming and going is nothing new to me. Roxy went before I got the chance to know her. Bro came once then left. Then came again with Mom and Dirk in one little burst of family.
[He says the word family like he really knows what it means. And he does. Damn, he was really excited to go see mom and Bro in person. He wanted to get to Bro before his Bagon egg hatched.]
Not much more to know after that. So let's slide over to something else, that being I can teach you how to ride Lady B if you want. She likes it, let's her stretch her legs and go as fast as she wants.
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Dave doesn't really say anything, kind of slouching his shoulder a bit, even though he didn't really want it to outwardly show. It was a little harder to take that in. Because he kind of didn't really know what that was like. He definitely was happy with having Rose and Bro here. But that also meant remembering the small glimmer of Rose who came for a second and just disappeared as quickly. The two iterations of Rose who were here longer. Dirk.
He wants to say he's used to it. People coming and going, but that wasn't completely the case. It was still hard in a place as unforgiving as this.
He quickly snapped out of his thoughts turned his attention back to Dave.] What? Oh. Well, there's a meadow floor she'll probably like a lot. It's always nice on that floor.
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The funny part is now, he wants it back and he's willing to fight to get what he wants. Seeing this other him makes him feel protective. Dave rises to his feet and steps towards him. After getting three badges under his belt he feels confident and it shows in how he walks. He pads over to them with Snoop at his back.] Let's go. She hasn't been too happy with all the snow around back in Azalea. Winter makes fire pokes really cranky.
[And you need a distraction which he's providing no questions asked.]
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If you're done eating, I can take you there. There's a few more new floors that we can probably visit that she may like too. I haven't had time to visit them all. [The Tower had gotten drastically bigger and he did a brief passing of most, but he hadn't really gotten to see them all in their entirety. There were a few he knew he wasn't gonna check out again though. They didn't leave a very good impression on him.] You're lucky. They just put in a dark room floor.
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Alright. [He motions Dave to follow him and starts heading towards the staircase.] Let's go.
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He'll glance sometimes to see if he'll recognize anyone he knows, but mostly continues until he reaches the floor with the meadow. It's actually warm, unlike most of the tower.]
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But he grabs hold of Dave's hand anyways. He doesn't think he's ever done this before. Okay, he knows he's never done this before. And maybe he's comparing himselfto the other just a little bit. He should stop that.]
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[Then they were probably going to surprise him with a sharp burst of speed because slow was not Lady B and Dave at all.]
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It's also really nice. The warmth radiating from Lady B that is.] This whole owning Pokemon sit seems pretty fly. [Considering how attached he's gotten to Missy, he can't imagine not falling in love with an entire team of them.]
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He leans forward and laughs quietly. They're about to blow someone's mind.] Punch it.
[The difference is like night and day. One minute they're going normal speeds and suddenly they're blazing over the ground and Dave is grinning like he's crazy. Nothing compares to this in his mind. Flying or riding, the speeds Lady B and Snoop can go are perfect. He leans into the wind, at peace with him and his life because it led to this. Lady B takes a turn in another burst of speed as he whistles. He almost forgets to keep an ear out for his smaller, younger double.
Almost.]
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Despite the rough start and the really possible chance he could have fallen off just now, this was actually pretty exciting.
He doesn't say much passed his initial reaction. He's too busy with his eyes trained on everything moving around them like a blur.]
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Hey. If she wants to think she's the fastest damn thing, I don't see a problem with that.
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Too bad she's also a huge attention whore.
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