ghostytrainer | prank #48

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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.

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[Go go gadget character development! Sorta.]

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I assume you mean the incident with Dave?

uhh...incident? there was an incident?
i just meant that i know he's talked to you and i know that rose has spoken with ishimaru.
and i've spoken with both of you and a couple other of your classmates too but anyway that's beside the point now.

did he rap at you?
or talk about his collection of preserved dead things? because he likes to do both of those things.
and i'm not sure which i would be more sorry about you possibly having to endure.

probably the rapping.

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It was a few weeks ago. The last week of October. He's good with a broken bottle, it seems.

The preserved dead things sound interesting, though.

i'm not sure if i want to ask for clarification on that or not.
he didn't hurt you with said broken bottle, did he?

more like kinda weird, imo, but ok.
you should ask him about it sometime, he'd probably be all to happy to tell you about it.

Just the contrary. He came to my rescue.

Or so it seemed at the time, anyway.

oh ok, good.
not that i really thought he did but i just had to be sure. and this saves me from having to kick his butt later.

i'm assuming this was in the uh...castle. thing.
yes?

That's right.

I haven't been able to come up with an explanation for how it happened yet, but there's a fairly strong consensus that it did happen, at least.

it kinda felt like a variant on a memory coma.
only instead of going home, we somehow all went to the same place??
actually...now that i'm thinking about it, that aspect of it is something that's sort of happened before too, i think.
i can't remember, did i mention the soul stealing thing the first time we talked? on your survey thing?

It sounds familiar. With the Shedinja? A few people mentioned that to me.

yeah, that.
according to the people who had their souls stolen, they wound up in a sort of weird, dream-like world.
or nightmare like, in some cases i guess.
maybe this was something similar? though i don't think any of us got our souls stolen.
there's a pretty distinct difference between a souless body and a coma body, and going off of what the people who were awake here said, we were all the latter.

...That corroborates with the story one of my classmates provided. He wasn't taken to the castle, and he said it was as though we were all asleep for the week.

...

He trained some of the Eevees to keep watch over us.

aww, that's kind of cute.
the cutest little sentries.

but yeah, who really knows what caused it. at least everything turned out okay.
that's really what matters.

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Do you think that's really the case? That so long as something comes out right in the end, things in general are all right?

well, no it's not always so straightforward.
sometimes there are multiple somethings that have to be alright first.
but maybe i'm just splitting hairs there.
so maybe i actually do think like that? i mean i would say things are pretty ok on the whole right now.

but in the case it was more just...a feeling.
like when we woke back up, did it not feel to you like...everything was just right with the world?
it was hard to explain, but i know i'm not the only one who felt that way.
it's not as strong a feeling now though.

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So I wasn't the only one.

It seems as though it might be related to the way things felt before that event, doesn't it? That persistent sense of foreboding, suddenly alleviated.

I presume that means we did something right.

haha, nope! definitely not.
tenten said the same thing though. that she'd felt better than she had all month.
and i have to agree with both of you on that front.
so whatever we did in that castle, yeah. it was the right thing. :)

beating the uh...thing.
can you remember what it looked like?
neither tenten nor i could so i'm curious. all i remember is that it was really, really big.

It was big. And Naegi-kun shot at it with...arguments.

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I think it had horns?

oh, yeah i remember that! naegi, i mean.
before he could shoot, he had to say stuff like...uh.
what was it?
ding dong, you're wrong?
no, that's not it, that's just dumb.
anyway, yeah. that was kind of cool even if it had kind of a weird restriction on its usage.

he can't normally do that though, right?
i ran into him in the dungeon earlier that week.
he said he didn't have any powers.

He couldn't do it unless he advanced an argument. Or exposed a weakness in...the monster's, I suppose.

He can't normally do that, no. I can't normally do the strange thing I manifested, either — as far as I know.

Why were you both in the dungeon?

what did you manifest?
all the stuff i could do was just powers i used to have back home.

because we died.
or uh...not-died? i guess that clause still held true even in...wherever we were.
because i SHOULD have died, but instead i just blacked out and woke up shackled in the dungeon but otherwise completely fine.
no stab wounds or anything.
then naegi just kinda...showed up a little bit later in much the same predicament.
only apparently he got mauled by bears instead of stabbed.

He what?

uh.
shit, did i just get him in trouble?
because if so, please forget that i said that.

I didn't know that.

[Shit, shit, shit.]

So he saw bears. And you saw something that stabbed you.

uhh...well then. surprise! now you know!

[Oops.]

but yeah, basically.
from the sounds of things, the monsters changed shape depending on who was looking at them?
found that out when i ran into my friend shaun.
we both saw two completely different things but we were both looking at the same monster.
his guess was that they took the form of whatever they thought would scare us most.
not sure if that's actually how they worked but it wasn't a bad little theory, in my opinion.

...The strange thing I manifested. It was...

[...]

He couldn't be harmed when I was around. I could, and others could. But blows didn't land on him.

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