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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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Oh really? The sandwich, huh? [Good thing he planned to start with the fruit snacks then!]
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If made properly, you can add any ingredient into anything.
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Like prepackaged fruit snacks? Is that the implication here?
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[He'll just eat a few more then! Yeah, they're going to be pretty much gone in a matter of moments...]
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That is not how you lunch.
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[Because you can't die knowing that you were only moments away from delicious fruit snacks. That would just be the worst.]
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[Hold on...thinking. Surely there must be something else.]
Well I also need to go get Casey out of the box and give her one final hug before I go.
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At least you care about your Pokemon enough to give them a good bye.
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Mmm... [He takes out the sandwich and examines it, peeking through the paper wrapping and lifting up the bread to start at the inside.]
Oh!
[He sets the sandwich down on the desk and stands up.]
There is one more thing I would have to be sure to do though.
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Is there? And what would that be?
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[He stops in front of Rose.]
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[[She stands tall, waiting for him to move.]]
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I still love you even though you are about to potentially poison me with a Weedle sandwich cleverly disguised as delicious roast beef. Eventually one day you will catch up to me in the afterlife as an old lady and I will still be the smoking hot young thing that I am right now and then won't you be sorry. But it's okay. Because I will still love you even though you're all wrinkly.
[Dear god, Rose, please change the subject before he gets anymore ridiculous and nonsensical.]
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Maybe that was the plan. Perhaps I wish to preserve my studmuffin so that in the dream bubbles, you'll still be just as irresistible?
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[He's never going to hear the end of Studmuffin is he?]
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Well then, maybe you shouldn't eat that sandwich. Save it for later.
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[Speaking of, did he see carrot sticks in there? Sure did. Those are going straight into his mouth.]
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[It's sandwich time!]
Oh, did you? Well that was very nice of you. I probably need some new shorts anyway since it's summertime again.
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