HMD

May. 8th, 2016 03:11 pm
bellyshirt: (♬ Why do you wear your hair like that?)
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bellyshirt: (♪ Do you even go to this school?)
Come on, Fish! If you don't get a move on, we're gonna look like fools in that tournament!

[The sound of...something moving, abruptly. A smack. Being kicked? Followed by the splash of water.]

Zrrr...

I know what I'm doing, Shadow. Shut up.

[The next minute is mostly the sound of water rebounding, Magikarp flailing, and Shadow's tiny growls of concentration. Eventually, the noise dims in favor of--]

Yes! I knew we were close! See, what'd I tell you--

[Video feed clicks on to giant Gyarados! Luke is all smug.

Until giant Gyarados starts snarling.]


T I N Y  G I R L  S C R E A M]


Hnnnnaaeeeeee!

[Feed cuts.]

[For anyone around the small pond on Route 35, Luke is being harassed by his Gyarados. He'll be responding once he's got her back in the ball.]

4 ♫ video

Sep. 9th, 2012 12:39 am
bellyshirt: (♪ who act like friends.)
[First point to notice: Luke, looking a little worse for wear after two weeks of having to avoid towns. He hasn't eaten or slept that well, and it shows. Second, there's a Skarmory, that some might recognize as Korra's Tenzin, looming over him. He feels safe enough to make this message now that the police warrant has expired.]

Um. I can't call Korra anymore, I don't know why. I got her Skarmory, so uh, Korra, if you want him back, let me know...

[He trails off, having the grace to look ashamed a little. Before he can shut off the feed, there's a whuffling noise behind him, and Luke turns to see a young Stantler calf nuzzling at his hair. A flash of wild irritation crosses his features, and he turns to swat the beast out of the way.

Bad move.

The baby wails unhappily, and out bursts momma, looking furious. A look of horror comes over Luke's face before the big female gathers up a huge, angry burst of power and shakes her antlers just so--there's a flash of light--the 'gear feed flickers.]

[When it comes back on again, Luke is looking down at the screen, eyes blank, despondent, like someone who's just forgotten what they were about to do. Tenzin the Skarmory squawks worriedly.]


This cake looks really tasty...




[[ooc: Luke is now (temporarily) hypnotically suggestible, so take advantage before he eats the gear! He'll have a very hard time doing things he actively doesn't want to do, but he can be convinced with some talking; he can't be made to walk for more than a few metres or do anything too straining physically before he snaps out of it. (I know it's no like real hypnotism but whatever, it's caused by magical hypnodeers.) The words 'Korra' and 'Olivine' will snap him out of it.]]
bellyshirt: (♩ in their bathing suits!)
[Look, it's Luke, and he's grinning like a loon.]

Here, here, take it--

[He pushes the camera away from himself, presumably in the hands of a pokemon, either his Granbull or Zoroark. The feed pans out, and out, until it's apparent that Luke is sitting on the head of a Steelix. A very large Steelix. His legs hang long, the heels of his boots notched into the 'brows' of the great snake's metal head. He leans forward a bit.]

Look at this guy! He's so awesome!

[The Steelix rumbles, because she is a she and also this kid is obnoxious.]

I'm going on a road trip to Olivine, who's with me?! There's room for like, twelve on this thing!

[With a searingly bright smile, he cuts the feed. Looks like not even headaches can get him down.]

[He has no idea.]
bellyshirt: (♪ I'm on a lot of pain meds right now.)
[The feed opens to...an Abra. A sleeping Abra. Pretty normal Abra, actually. The camera follows the rise and fall of its little chest with an assiduity that almost seems alarming.]

I am gonna get this little sucker.

[That stage whisper would be Luke, who pointedly sets the camera down, presumably so that Johto can see how awesome his capture of his Abra will be. Somewhere close by, Zorua makes a long-suffering sound.

--and there Luke rushes forward, going in for the grab, only for the Abra to make its escape and leave him faceplanting against the ground.]

[A moment of silence, please. Zorua giggles.]

[Luke glowers at his pokemon, red-faced and expression flinty.]


This stupid thing's been running from me all morning! Why won't it stay in one place like a normal pokemon?! Zack, what do I do?!

[Someone might wanna mention that...there's more than one Abra.]
bellyshirt: (♩ Don't tell her I told you that.)
PUBLIC TEXT 1
ghdhas cas1536274FDGBGCZSasdfdv

[Greetings, Johto! Here is some butt-dialing.]

PUBLIC TEXT 2
KLJKLnfm,.,.,L;bfdgkdf,,,,,,,,3214fesdfGBNFKL9977''\\\\\\\\

[And some more, a few minutes later.]

PUBLIC TEXT 3
vbncm

[Someone should really tell this noob to stop sitting on his 'gear.]

[Because it keeps happening.]



ACTION FOR GOLDENROD CITY ROCKET BASE:
[There's a young man in a really short shirt wandering around. The city itself is a bit overwhelming, so he's taken to snooping obnoxiously around the base, because why shouldn't he be allowed everywhere? Bedrooms, labs, common rooms...]

[But why are there two of him? That's right, you might be running into his Zorua.]

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