ghostytrainer: (are you for real?)
John Egbert ([personal profile] ghostytrainer) wrote2013-06-06 05:18 pm

prぁn◙ $43 | acti♂n FORWARD-DATED TO SATURDAY 6/8

[Hello everyone, what are you up to this fine summer evening? Out training perhaps? Playing with your Pokémon? Sitting down to a delicious dinner? Maybe doing a little shopping before all the stores close?]

[Well whatever you're doing, no matter how much you are minding your own business, you may soon find yourself with a +1.]




[Aren't glitches fun?]

[John has no idea what's going on, one minute he was in the middle of his anniversary dinner with Rose and the next, he's lord only knows where with whoever "you" happen to be. Not that "you" aren't good company, and all! But it's kind of rude to leave your significant other in the middle of a date. But the worst part?]

[It keeps happening.]

[Whatever is doing this isn't content to let him stay in one place for very long. He keeps disappearing and reappearing with a quiet "zap!" every few of minutes, sometimes appearing back at the restaurant and other times appearing someplace else entirely. Dammit, can't a guy just eat in peace? This is terrible.]

[Why on Earth did he box that weird Pokémon he caught last night... better yet, why did he catch it at all?!]
artofthestress: (raripout)

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[personal profile] artofthestress 2013-06-12 05:11 am (UTC)(link)
Oh! ... Well, no harm done. Not much, anyway. [ She glances at the clothes drying in the sun. ]

You know, that's the sort of power that would be particularly useful if you could just learn to control it.
artofthestress: (stressed)

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[personal profile] artofthestress 2013-06-15 01:31 am (UTC)(link)
Oh... [ She unwraps the fabric and peers at it. ] It doesn't feel so bad. [ Blood trickles down from her hand; she quickly moves it over her desk so that it doesn't ruin any of her clothes. ]

It's a pleasure, John! My name is Rarity, and you've just arrived in my studio, where-
artofthestress: (rarisputter)

[personal profile] artofthestress 2013-06-15 01:31 am (UTC)(link)
[ wait a minute. Rarity freezes. ]

John. John... egg? Something like that?
artofthestress: (stressed)

[personal profile] artofthestress 2013-06-22 01:58 am (UTC)(link)
I've met your friends. With the, ah... [ she points to the top of her head ] hair.
artofthestress: (rarisputter)

[personal profile] artofthestress 2013-06-22 05:29 am (UTC)(link)
It's very serious! You caused them both a significant fashion crisis.

[ She glances down at her fabrics and moves them protectively away from him. ]

I don't even want to think what you'd get up to if you met Pinkie and Rainbo--

[ stops herself. Sweet Celestia these three together would be chaos. Catastrophe. Why is she speaking ]
artofthestress: (thinking)

[personal profile] artofthestress 2013-06-25 03:30 am (UTC)(link)
[ Well, now she's put her hoof in it. She rolls her eyes. ] Oh, very well. Pinkie Pie is a dear friend of mine, and along with Rainbow Dash they are two of the most terrible pranksters Ponyville has ever known. But don't you get any ideas!

I suppose that as long as the pranks wasn't permanent, there's no harm done. In the long run, anyway.
artofthestress: (pinkie hug!)

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[personal profile] artofthestress 2013-06-29 04:40 am (UTC)(link)
The pleasure was all mine, John. But I shall be watching out for you and Pinkie in the future. I don't know what I've done helping the two of you find each other!
artofthestress: (thinking)

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[personal profile] artofthestress 2013-07-05 03:52 am (UTC)(link)
No, I... don't believe so. Kanaya, you say? Should I know her?
artofthestress: (Default)

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[personal profile] artofthestress 2013-07-07 05:29 am (UTC)(link)
That... is very perceptive of you, John. I shall contact her at my earliest convenience. Conferring with a fellow fashion designer sounds absolutely lovely.

[ Trying not to squee outwardly. John you are the best. ]
artofthestress: (shmancy pants)

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[personal profile] artofthestress 2013-07-12 03:19 am (UTC)(link)
I believe that would rather stand out among the many messages that litter my inbox every day. I'm glad to hear somepony else speaks with the sort of aplomb and care that befits an artiste!