John Egbert (
ghostytrainer) wrote2011-03-18 11:25 pm
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prank #10 | video / action for route 32
[The video feed clicks on at three o'clock in the morning, a curious looking Eevee's face taking up the screen. She nudges the camera with her nose a bit, as though trying to straighten the camera. She then disappears off-screen, revealing a lovely nighttime view of route 32. A little ways away stand two human figures, accompanied but a Gastly which appears to be in the middle of a battle. The image is kind of wobbly and low to the ground, indicating that, once again, a pokémon has gotten a hold of his or her trainer's pokegear. Since one of the trainers is clearly John (for those of you who know him), it should be fairly obvious who the pokémon operating the camera is. Hint: it isn't Sassacre.]
Night Shade again, Slimer.
[John doesn't sound nearly as enthusiastic as usual. This is one of the side effects of being dragged out of your hotel room at 9pm and being forced into a non-stop grinding session. Rose, you are a slave driver.]
[Slimer however, seems to be pretty enthusiastic still (probably because he's only been the focus of this training session for the past forty five minutes or so) and obliges, finishing his opponent with glee.]
Wooo! That was good. Okay...can we go back to the hotel now, Rose? Are we done here yet?
I'm not certain, John. Has Slimer evolved yet?
...No.
I believe you have answered your own question then.
[There are a few Buneary and Eevee equivalents of giggles from nearby off-screen as John gives Rose a look that says something along the lines of "Are you serious?!" In return, Rose gives him one that says "Quite, now get a move on." Realizing that he's fighting a losing battle here, John groans and begins shuffling through the grass in search of another random wild pokemon for Slimer to defeat. Notebook in hand, Rose follows after him, eager to add more strategies to the growing list on the pages of her notebook.]
((OOC: Video tags will get a response from John, Rose, or both once Slimer has finally evolved. Rose is determined to have John level-grind until his pokémon are strong enough to take on the gym, he's not allowed to answer the 'gear till she's satisfied.))
Night Shade again, Slimer.
[John doesn't sound nearly as enthusiastic as usual. This is one of the side effects of being dragged out of your hotel room at 9pm and being forced into a non-stop grinding session. Rose, you are a slave driver.]
[Slimer however, seems to be pretty enthusiastic still (probably because he's only been the focus of this training session for the past forty five minutes or so) and obliges, finishing his opponent with glee.]
Wooo! That was good. Okay...can we go back to the hotel now, Rose? Are we done here yet?
I'm not certain, John. Has Slimer evolved yet?
...No.
I believe you have answered your own question then.
[There are a few Buneary and Eevee equivalents of giggles from nearby off-screen as John gives Rose a look that says something along the lines of "Are you serious?!" In return, Rose gives him one that says "Quite, now get a move on." Realizing that he's fighting a losing battle here, John groans and begins shuffling through the grass in search of another random wild pokemon for Slimer to defeat. Notebook in hand, Rose follows after him, eager to add more strategies to the growing list on the pages of her notebook.]
((OOC: Video tags will get a response from John, Rose, or both once Slimer has finally evolved. Rose is determined to have John level-grind until his pokémon are strong enough to take on the gym, he's not allowed to answer the 'gear till she's satisfied.))
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Dinner, breakfast...doesn't matter to me as long as it's food. [He's not worrying about the technicalities here, he just needs something edible!]
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Did you have any preference as to which restaurant?
Action; (1/2)
[Like he said, it doesn't matter as long as it's food! He swings his bag over his shoulder and comes to a sudden realization.]
Hey, do you have Slimer? Or did you give him back to me and I just don't remember what I did with him?
Action; (2/2)
Oh my god! CASEY!
[Brb, freaking out and sprinting out of the grass to go find his baby.]
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[[...Stares after. And just. Follows calmly.]]
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Puns. Heh.
Picking up her pace, she jogs after, glancing around the clearing once reaching it.]]
John. I am sure she is fine. We left her with Guile.
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Such is the power of the desire to reunite with one's loving daughter.][When you finally catch up, Rose, you'll be greeted by the sight of John hugging Casey tightly. No surprises, she and Guile were right where they had been left and were not harmed in anyway. But that's not stopping John from cuddling his baby bunny and telling her he's sorry and how he won't leave her alone in the grass again.]
[Casey has no idea what's going on. As usual, she's just happy to be getting all the loves. Really, she hadn't had a problem with John leaving.]
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...you are being absolutely ridiculous.
[[Don't mind her own scooping up of Guile and giving her a few nuzzles.]]
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Again, loving daughter!]No I'm not...I was worried.
[Looking a little downcast, do you really think he's ridiculous?]
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[He is dead serious about this.]
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Are you quite ready to leave? I suppose at least all of this ridiculous reuniting has given the restaurants time to open.
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Yup, I'm ready whenever you are.
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Do you have any preference as to where we eat? It will likely be breakfast.
Action;
[He dashes after her, still holding Casey who is waving right back! Guile! Guiiiiillleee!!]
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Should I hold your hand this time? To make sure you are leaving with me rather than so far after me?
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Again, where would you like to eat?
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Aren't you PROUD?]Oh, sorry. You did ask that, didn't you. Um...anywhere is fine with me, it doesn't matter to me.
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[[She already seemed to know where to take him however, leading them east once they hit town.]]
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Like I said earlier, at this point I really don't care as long as it's food. So whatever you want is fine with me.
Action;
[[Into one of the few restaurants that are open at this time of morning she leads, waiting for John as she surveys for a place to sit.]]
You wouldn't mind a booth, would you?
Action;
[Wheeee, following you, Rose.]
No, I don't mind.