John Egbert (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
ghostytrainer) wrote2012-06-26 01:24 pm
ghostytrainer) wrote2012-06-26 01:24 pm
Entry tags:
- !ic,
- &text,
- &video,
- ^apollo,
- ^chihaya kisaragi,
- ^hiccup haddock,
- ^jade harley,
- ^joshua kiryu,
- ^karkat vantas,
- ^other father,
- ^pinkie pie,
- ^rose lalonde,
- ^ryoji mochizuki,
- ^saber,
- ^shiraishi kuranosuke,
- ^smoker,
- ^sola-ui nuada-re sophia-ri,
- ^vriska serket,
- ^winry rockbell,
- ask me about ectobiology,
- ghost types are the best type,
- giant you aren't helping,
- had to put the bunny in the box for this
prank #30 | video+text; GHOST EGGS
[It's kind of hard to miss the three very large ghosts, a Dusknoir and both varieties of Jellicent, floating behind John when he turns on the feed today. Though they are hardly the only ghosts in the room. A Froslass floats lazily around the room, occasionally sending a stream of snow at the Dusknoir or the Spiritomb that sits on the floor. Both of the ghosts in question are doing their best to ignore this, though the Dusknoir Seems to be doing a better job of it. On John's shoulder sits a tiny Litwick.]
So if it's been over a year since an ectobiologist actually did something involving ghosts and biology, can he still call himself an ectobiologist? [There is a very slight pause.] No! Of course he can't, duh!
[John pans the camera over to the bed where there is a small pile of eggs wrapped in knitted blankets of varying colors. A Golett sits next to the eggs, eying them curiously. There are probably somewhere around twenty eggs or so, of several different varities:]
So, as you can see, I did something to fix that! [The camera pans back to John.] Now as much as I would like to, I obviously can't keep all these eggs myself. Pretty sure that would max out my PC storage. So I am sell--
[He cuts off as the rock-looking egg with the swirl on the front is shoved in front of the camera. It is followed shortly by the Golett's face. It nods excitedly, looking about as happy as is possible for an animated rock-ghost and points to the egg.]
Giant...
[The Gollet just keeps pointing, spinning the egg around so that it's visible from all angles. Oooo! Aaaaa! you are impressed and you want to buy this egg. But as impressed as you are, the same cannot be said for John who is now trying to push the Golett out of frame with little sucess.]
Giant, come on stop. You aren't helping! Just kind of inturrupting hones-- no Chandel, not you too!
[There's a happy almost squeak-like noise from the Litwick as she flies over to the bed to try and "help" too, john following after her. Though the eggs are much too big for her nubby little arms. It's a shame this part can't actually be seen on film, it's actually quite cute. Before this situation can get any more out of hand, the Dusknoir moves over to the camera, easily moves the Golett out of the way, picks up the camera, and ends the feed. A few moments later, a text is sent out.]
sorry about that.
anyway. eggs, selling them.
i am happy to answer any questions about the parents, eggs, and/or ghost types in general.
here's prices and junk:
[And then there's a list of species, quantity, and egg moves.]
((ooc: Claim post is the aforelinked link. I just didn't feel like posting that list up a second time. There is still a small chunk of unclaimed eggs, so have at 'em if you want 'em.))
So if it's been over a year since an ectobiologist actually did something involving ghosts and biology, can he still call himself an ectobiologist? [There is a very slight pause.] No! Of course he can't, duh!
[John pans the camera over to the bed where there is a small pile of eggs wrapped in knitted blankets of varying colors. A Golett sits next to the eggs, eying them curiously. There are probably somewhere around twenty eggs or so, of several different varities:]
So, as you can see, I did something to fix that! [The camera pans back to John.] Now as much as I would like to, I obviously can't keep all these eggs myself. Pretty sure that would max out my PC storage. So I am sell--
[He cuts off as the rock-looking egg with the swirl on the front is shoved in front of the camera. It is followed shortly by the Golett's face. It nods excitedly, looking about as happy as is possible for an animated rock-ghost and points to the egg.]
Giant...
[The Gollet just keeps pointing, spinning the egg around so that it's visible from all angles. Oooo! Aaaaa! you are impressed and you want to buy this egg. But as impressed as you are, the same cannot be said for John who is now trying to push the Golett out of frame with little sucess.]
Giant, come on stop. You aren't helping! Just kind of inturrupting hones-- no Chandel, not you too!
[There's a happy almost squeak-like noise from the Litwick as she flies over to the bed to try and "help" too, john following after her. Though the eggs are much too big for her nubby little arms. It's a shame this part can't actually be seen on film, it's actually quite cute. Before this situation can get any more out of hand, the Dusknoir moves over to the camera, easily moves the Golett out of the way, picks up the camera, and ends the feed. A few moments later, a text is sent out.]
sorry about that.
anyway. eggs, selling them.
i am happy to answer any questions about the parents, eggs, and/or ghost types in general.
here's prices and junk:
[And then there's a list of species, quantity, and egg moves.]
((ooc: Claim post is the aforelinked link. I just didn't feel like posting that list up a second time. There is still a small chunk of unclaimed eggs, so have at 'em if you want 'em.))
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[That is a very good question, Rose. One that takes more thought than it should. Especially considering his answer is just:]
Surprise me?
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I hope you'll forgive me if it has bugs in it.
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[It's not often John calls food gross. But jeez, there are just some things that you DON'T eat.]
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[He's trying very hard to keep a straight face as he says this but the corners of his mouth are twitching despite these attempts.]
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Video; i apologize for nothing
[He drops the falsetto and puts on a tone of someone who is clearly devastated but is trying to be strong through the pain.
This. Is. Stupid!!!!!!]It's okay, really, It'll hurt for a while, but I will survive. [He wipes away a single, manly tear that's not actually there.]
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You mean there is another man alive other than you that goes by that name?
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[GOD ROSE, GET IT RIGHT.]
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Steelbuns? I think that's an invitation.
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[Or against anybody, really.]
[He can't give up now though, it's a little too late for backing out of this ridiculous game of...whatever the hell this is. Sexy chicken?]
Really? Does that mean you are RSVP'ing?
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Absolutely. And I should be there right on time.
[[Meaning in about fifteen minutes.]]
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Well then I don't have much time left to go slip into something more comfortable, do I?
[...okay, he definitely kind of blurted that one out instead of stopping to think of a better response.]
[And no, he's not actually going to go change. Sorry Rose, but he's quite fond of his Haunter shirt. It glows in the dark! Nothing beats that!]
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Though I will have to change for that too.
Because you know, I just have to have my lace gloves and and matching frilly bonnet and pinafore in order for it to be a proper tea party.
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Oh no, what you had planned before is just fine, though if you'd still like to fetch your pinafore I won't complain.
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[Though dammit, Rose, why did you switch the subject back around. He thought he had you there.]
Well we will see. Just don't be jealous if I put it on and pull the look off better than you, alright? There's really nothing I can do about that.
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I wouldn't dream of it. Now, I'm going to order your lunch and head out, okay? I'll see you soon.
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[And if Rose has nothing else to say, he'll end the feed there.]
[And then just...sit there and wait. And not change because that was still totally a joke.]
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Fifteen minutes time she's back at their hotel, shopping bags in hand plus the food bag and Guille is getting the door. Telekinisis. Best skill ever.]]
John, would you mind helping me with a few of these bags?
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[Before John can finish his sentence, Giant shoots across the room and stops in front of Rose with his arms outstretched. Let him help let him heeeelllpppp!]
..d... on. Or not.
[Thanks, Giant. :|]
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[[But hey, that's okay John. This means she can give you your lunch instead of clothes.]] Here you go. I hope that's okay.
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[While Giant struggles with that dilemma, John takes the bag and peeks inside. Are those....are those fruit snacks?! And a delicious sammich? Yes]
Hehe, so no Weedle special then? You decided to keep me around a little while longer?
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[[Turning back to Giant, she pats his head and points to the couch. Right there is good!]]
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