John Egbert (
ghostytrainer) wrote2012-12-12 08:54 pm
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Entry tags:
- !ic,
- &video,
- ^aradia megido,
- ^dave strider,
- ^equius zahhak,
- ^eridan ampora,
- ^jack skellington,
- ^jade harley,
- ^jake english,
- ^jane crocker,
- ^karkat vantas,
- ^luke triton,
- ^raven,
- ^riku,
- ^rose lalonde,
- everyone leaves eventually,
- he'll miss you vriska,
- heartbreak or would that be diamondbreak,
- pale feelings
prank #37 | video
[When John clicks on the feed today, he's accompanied by not one, but two Lopunnies. The One of them (Casey, judging by the pink sweater) is half-cradling the other and stroking its head, occasionally making shhh'ing noises. A Shinx lays next to them, and in John's lap rests the head of the saddest looking shiny Gallade you'll ever see. John himself looks exhausted, though moreso in the emotional sense than the sense of needing to take a nap.]
[He stares at the screen blankly for a good minute before finally speaking, in a voice that sounds as dull and tired as he looks.]
Vriska Serket has gone back home. If any of her Pokemon found their way to you, please let me know. I want to make sure they're all accounted for. And if they did just...promise me that you will take good care of them.
[He falls silent again, looking as though there's more he wants to say. In the end, he can't figure out what to say and ends up tightening his grip on the (what appears to be) a piece of twine clenched in his right hand.]
That's all.
[Click.]
[He stares at the screen blankly for a good minute before finally speaking, in a voice that sounds as dull and tired as he looks.]
Vriska Serket has gone back home. If any of her Pokemon found their way to you, please let me know. I want to make sure they're all accounted for. And if they did just...promise me that you will take good care of them.
[He falls silent again, looking as though there's more he wants to say. In the end, he can't figure out what to say and ends up tightening his grip on the (what appears to be) a piece of twine clenched in his right hand.]
That's all.
[Click.]
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Do you want to talk about it?
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[He shifts in his seat a little, shoving her head with his own.]
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Mmm...your dinner's going to get cold.
[Which is his way of saying: maybe here in a little bit.]
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So it is. But yours is too.
[[Rose sits up anyway, picking up her own carton and setting it in her lap to open and take a deep breath, mostly to enjoy how the food smells. And then taking a bite!]]
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Not really hungry right now.
[What is this world coming to?]
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How are Cameron and Lucky?
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Cameron is...a little better now that he's with Casey? Maybe? It's hard to be sure. She got him relaxed enough to go to sleep, if nothing else. Lucky though...
[He sighs, pulling away from her to rest his elbows on his knees and rub at his temples.]
I don't think I like inheriting psychic types. Juggabro was one thing. Not only was Tavros not his original trainer, but he'd already been through so many hands that he was hardly bothered to be with me. Lucky has never known any other trainer though.
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Maybe he should hang out with Dacha a little. Another Gallade might give him good company.
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[He doesn't move, still leaning forward and resting his chin in his hands and his elbows on his knees.]
I was thinking about getting Cupid out of the box tomorrow. The two got along well enough when they were little. Plus it's hard to be in a bad mood with Cupid around. But the more Pokemon he has trying to cheer him up, the better I think. Because he's got it pretty bad.
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I miss her already, Rose. She can't have been gone longer than a couple of hours and I already miss her.
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There is when you know better. And by now, I know better. And yet here I am. Once again, upset over something that nobody has any control over. It's like...it's like Dad all over again. Only this time it's even worse. Don't get me wrong, I love Dad. He's great and he's probably the closest thing I will ever get to my actual Dad here. But Vriska...she was...
[He tries to keep talking but ends up making a strangled sort of whimper instead. There's a lump in his throat now and it's hard to talk around it. He just wants to curl up and cry until he stops feeling like shit. That sounds like a good idea to him. He couldn't cry in front of Karkat but Rose...Rose is different. He can be vulnerable in front of Rose.]
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[He hiccups a little, pushing his glasses up to rub at one of his eyes.]
D-dammit.
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