John Egbert (
ghostytrainer) wrote2013-11-10 01:21 pm
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prank #48 | video
[John seems somehow distracted when he turns on the video today. He's sitting at the kitchen table in his house, chin propped in his hand and eyes on a Pokéball he's rolling idly on the table in front of him.]
You ever wonder what it is that determines what happens to a Pokémon after its trainer goes back home? I mean, I've thought about it before but never really thought about it if that makes any sense? This is really the first time I've inherited one that wasn't from a friend so it just got me thinking.
Granted, it originally belonged to someone who was... [He pauses, seeming almost hesitant to finish that sentence. Or perhaps unsure of how he wants to end it.] ...a friend. At...one point in time... [He trails off, brow furrowing as he stops rolling the ball around.] So maybe it has less to do with Eridan and more to do with her.
[He leans his chair back on two legs, picking the ball up and passing it back and forth between his hands, finally looking at the camera.]
So yeah. Anybody have any good conspiracy theories on the matter? I'm curious.
You ever wonder what it is that determines what happens to a Pokémon after its trainer goes back home? I mean, I've thought about it before but never really thought about it if that makes any sense? This is really the first time I've inherited one that wasn't from a friend so it just got me thinking.
Granted, it originally belonged to someone who was... [He pauses, seeming almost hesitant to finish that sentence. Or perhaps unsure of how he wants to end it.] ...a friend. At...one point in time... [He trails off, brow furrowing as he stops rolling the ball around.] So maybe it has less to do with Eridan and more to do with her.
[He leans his chair back on two legs, picking the ball up and passing it back and forth between his hands, finally looking at the camera.]
So yeah. Anybody have any good conspiracy theories on the matter? I'm curious.
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[For now though, you have to deal with John pushing all his weight back down on you in an attempt to keep you on the ground. Because this doesn't look questionable at all either.]
Ah ah!! Not so fast, Strider! Ready to give up yet? Or do I have to bring out the big guns?
[Dear god, hopefully nobody is looking out the back windows right now.]
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His brow furrows and he tries to move to the side but he's pinned down. Dave curses and lies still for a second, thinking maybe he can knock John loose if he plays like he's giving in. Seconds after that he tries to surge up.
Dear god no one look out the back windows.]
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[For a second there Dave, you almost had him. Almost. As Dave tries to surge up, John bears down hard to try and keep the taller boy pinned beneath him.]
Alright! You asked for it!
[Big guns it is.]
[It's time for...]
[Oh my god, it's time for..................]
[Tickles.]
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Hey! Whoa! No!
[If he sticks to one word sentences, he might be able to get out of this without laughing.]
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Yeeesssssss!!!
[No, you are going to laugh Dave. He's assuming your weak spots are at least somewhat similar to Rose's. And you better believe he's figured all of hers out by now.]
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Nope!
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[SAY IT. ADMIT DEFEAT, BUTTMUNCH!!]
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[NOT SO FUNNY NOW, IS IT??]
Come on, this can all be over if you just admit you lost this time! Come on, don't make me break out the noogies too.
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I'll say uncle when I'm dead. [Do your worst. It's not like you have puppets at your disposal.]