7th pokeball

[ghostytrainer]

Characters: John Egbert and YOU
Setting: Meadow floor; March 1-3
Format: either
Summary: Followup to this post. John managed to catch the soul extraction process on tape. Not wanting to expose himself any more than necessary, he avoided sharing it on the network and instead put note in everyone's mailbox. Now he's waiting to see if anybody responds.
Warnings: Probably just language

[Just as his note detailed, John can be found in the middle of the meadow floor between 1pm and 4pm on March 1st-3rd.]

[Not wanting to waste any time, he decides to train his Litwick and Zorua while waiting for people to show up by pitting them against one another in a play-battle. Yeah...experience gainage will be a slow process this way. He'll have to go monster hunting later. His Dusknoir floats at his side, arms crossed over his chest as he watches over the fight.]

[Now hopefully anybody who's here about the tape will be able to recognize him based on the dumb little doodle on his note...]

Comments

March 1st

[lolighostgirl]

[Perona shows up curious about this, and because it's John. This time she's walking normally.]

[ghostytrainer]

[John's seated on the ground when Perona arrives, playing a game on his Pokegear and generally not paying attention. Luckily, though, Michael J. is paying a little more attention. The Zorua yaps at the girl as she approaches, drawing John's attention from the screen.]

Oh! [He pauses his game, getting to his feet.] Sup, Princess?

[lolighostgirl]

Now that the tower is quiet again, it's boring Mr. Ghost. [Then she sees that Zorua and hears it. Perona's tone raises to a childish.] This one is so cute!!

March 1st

[true_noir]

[It is curiosity that drives her to this place, though Chloe pauses at the sight of John. There is a curious twitch in the cloaked girl's eye while she looks him over.

After all, when they last spoke, he hadn't exactly been all in one piece, now had he? Still, she drew nearer slowly, eyes focused on him with quiet curiosity.]

[ghostytrainer]

[John doesn't even notice Chloe until she's right next to him, causing him to jump slightly.]

Oh, hey there! You here about the note?

March 2nd let's mix it up

[reddeadvirtuoso]

[Unnerving insanity incidents aside... Jade really had no idea what was going on. Dax had gotten eaten? Something about souls? All she knew was that it kind of made her want to puke.

So regardless, she showed up as soon as she could, taking an odd confidence in seeing the ghost Pokemon lurking around next to John.]

Uh... hey.

[ghostytrainer]

[From his [lace seated on the ground, John leans his head back to look upside down at Jade, grinning.]

Sup.

March 2

[tohko_amano]

[After getting her note from Dax and starting to organize plans and people, Tohko was exhausted and had slept for awhile. However, when she checked her mailbox, she quickly rushed to the meadow floor, and when she spotted John-his doodle had given him away-she nodded at him.]

If seeing is believing, then what can you show me?

[ghostytrainer]

[Silently, John holds out what looks like a red cellphone to Tohko. On the screen is a paused video displaying a very large machine with a girl sitting laying on the top.]

Just tap the screen, it'll start playing. When the screen starts jostling you can turn it off. All the footage after that is kind of a waste and it's just easier for me to tell you what happened next.

March 1st

[neverwrong]

[Mello shows up as soon as possible. He's nibbling nervously on a chocolate bar, and as soon as he spots the boy, he walks over to him. However, at the sight of the Pokemon - little, strange-looking monsters, as far as he's concerned, though they seem familiar somehow - he keeps his distance.]

You. [He holds up the note that John sent with his free hand.] John Egbert?

[ghostytrainer]

Yup! That's me! [The resemblance to the doodle is uncanny, isn't it? He hands his Pokegear to Mello, the video paused and queued up to go.]

Just tap the screen. It runs a little longer than it needs to though, I kind of left it running longer than I should have. When we start chasing after the worker unit you can turn it off.

March 1st cuz

[caliginous]

[There was no way Karkat wasn't investigating, regardless of the fact that it was John who had set up the entire coup. Karkat isn't wearing his jacket today, it having been torn to shreds by a monster as he was wandering. Its just a collared shirt and a tie for him on the meadow floor.

He clearly is not a fan of the pokemon, even if he's gotten used to them, keeping a bit of distance between himself and the human. He's still not sure about John, let alone his little...lusii things.]

[ghostytrainer]

[It takes John a while to notice that he's not alone, but once he does he offers Karkat a wave.]

Hey Karkat! What's up?

[And why are you all the way over there...does he smell or something?]

March 2nd ish?

[culbutiri]

Nesir had gotten the note and decided to go to the meadow, because he was right. Seeing was believing and though she understood what had been said, she wanted to see it for herself. Wanted to know what she was up against.

She looked around until she saw the kid with the things on his face (she really did need to ask someone what those were, she'd seen them on a few people).

"You do be John Egbert?" She eyes the creatures with mostly distrust.

[ghostytrainer]

"Mmhmm! That's me! And who might you be?"

Positive he knows why she's here, he pulls something that looks like a red cell phone out of his fanny pack, tapping at the screen while he waits for an answer. Next to him, the Dusknoir turns his single-eyed gaze to newcomer. While he doesn't seem exactly distrustful, the look he gives her kind of comes off as a warning.

You better not be up to anything, missy. He won't hesitate to stop you if you try and do something to his master.

March 2nd

[savedbyasong]

Shion had discovered the mailroom to find he had a note already. He was still... no okay about everything he had learned and everything that had happened. But he needed to understand and the note was right, seeing was believing.

He was drawn and looked like he hadn't slept, he hadn't. He had spent his night pouring over his research, putting the dots together. Now that such a big piece of information had been revealed to him.

"Excuse me?" Shion approached the man watching the two strange creatures fight.

[ghostytrainer]

Despite the fact that he expected people to show up, John couldn't help but space out or get a little too absorbed in training his Pokemon on more than one occasion while waiting. As such, the boy didn't even hear Shion approaching until he spoke. Jumping slightly, he turns to face the newcomer, quickly breaking into an easy smile.

"Hey! Are you here about my note? Or is there something else I can help you with?"

March 3rd

[seekinganswers]

[Sheba had told herself that she would go on March 1st. It's important to understand what happened, She'd said. I need to see it. But in the end, she'd chickened out. On March 2nd, she'd told herself that no, she didn't need to see it. You know that when you die, they move your soul into another body, She'd said. You don't need to know the specifics past that! It won't change anything.

Now it was March 3rd, and all day long she'd had this nagging feeling in the back of her mind that she needed to see that video. She didn't want to, but she needed to. She'd tried to ignore it - god, she'd tried to ignore it - and she almost managed it. In the end, though, she finds herself on the designated floor, John's note clutched tightly in her hand.

It's five minutes until 4:00. She lingers near the stairway, hoping that maybe John's gone home early and she can get out of this.]

[ghostytrainer]

[Shion's a little out of luck. Seems John is determined to stay until the very last minute. He would hate to be a liar, after all.]

[So even with five minutes to go, he's still waiting in the middle of the meadow. Though by now, he's just playing with his Pokemon instead of making them fight. Though, on the plus side...he doesn't seem to have noticed her yet. So there's still time for her to leave before John inevitably makes his way to the stairs to head down to the cafeteria for dinner.]

[March 3]

[forgetbeam]

[Between the note and being told by his brother that he should come seen John, there's no way he could miss the chance to see just what was going on in the bowels of the Tower. Yet as curious as he is, there's undeniable creeping fear and apprehension. The idea of going from body to body like they're nothing more than clothing is horrifying enough, but to actually watch the process... he's not sure he can take it.

But if he leaves it all to his imagination, he's not going to get any sleep. He already looks like he hasn't had any in days.

When he arrives at the meadow, he's surprised to see the semi-familiar face. Ah, that's what that doodle on the note was...]

So it was you who left that note...

[He sounds... a lot less peppy than he did in the ball pit.]

[ghostytrainer]

[John turns, smiling at the sight of the familiar face it's hard to forget those eyebrows, after all.]

Guilty as charged. I doddle a pretty good likeness, huh? [He laughs a bit, holding out what looks like a red cell phone towards Ishimaru.] I managed to get the soul extraction process on tape, just tap the screen when you're ready. It runs a little long though, so you can just close it once the camera angles start going crazy.

March 3rd; Fashionably Late

[yougotthatwrong]

[...Well, he is curious about how it actually worked, apart from the shattered brain he got when the infodump happened, but hey, at least he's not that depressed to hide himself in his room.

The embarrassment from the flirt-tape last month though... But anyways, he's there and currently approaching you John.]

Ah, hey!

the best kind of late, let's face it.

[ghostytrainer]

[Oh hey! It's the kid from the library!]

Hey! Mmm...Nnn...Mmmaakoto, was it? [He promises he was paying attention during introductions. It's just been a crazy month, okay?]

march 3rd choo choo backtag train

[keepscalm]

[Needless to say, he'd been trying to get some things in order since the disturbing feed of their dear admins had gone live on the network. Their last — only — ally on the inside is dead. There were precautions that needed to be taken.

...not to mention, he's not entirely comfortable with the idea that he's been reduced to a soul and a recyclable body. It took a few days to steel himself for that possibility.

He approaches John with his arms crossed and looking very much like he's got a bug up his arse. Must be a day ending in Y.]

Good day.

chugga chugga woo woo!!!!

[ghostytrainer]

[John hadn't really been paying enough attention to notice who the latest responder to his note was until he was already halfway through with his greeting.]

Hey! Give me a second and I-- it's you! [John almost looks as though he's seen a ghost, jaw hanging slightly open as he points and stares. It's the guy! The guy from the admin library!]

[...what the hell was his name again?]

Arrr...chibald?

[It's something with an A, in any case.]