Aug. 8th, 2021 09:55 am

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[personal profile] almosthandsome
[The video opens on a shot of what looks like a Stunky wandering through a field of summer flowers, tail twitching. The Stunky is wearing a straw hat with flowers on it. It looks like a pleasant scene...until a Cutiefly lands on the Stunky's nose. The Stunky suddenly lets out an indignant screech, shakes its head and turns around...to release it's stink. The startled -and unhappy - Cutiefly takes off, dripping scent spray.]

Holy shitballs!

[Jack's voice can be heard off camera as the Stunky, tail swishing, glowers in every direction as though she's looking for a fight.]

I've never seen her do that before! I was just getting some shots for a clip reel I'm putting together and all of a sudden Princess Stank over there turns her ass into a full on biological weapon!

I mean I know she could make stink, she's done little stink bombs before when she's pissed off, but did you see how far that went? That was more than ten feet!

Good thing I did this in a public park, not my yard!

Anyway, this is Princess Assface McStinkbutt, but we just call her Princess Stank. Or just Princess if you're my roommate and obsessed with her. Remember this butt-looking face, it's gonna be a viral sensation by next year!
Jul. 22nd, 2021 11:41 pm

closed;

amaure: (635)
[personal profile] amaure
Who: Emet-Selch, Dave Strider, Steven Durante, and Ardyn
Where: Emet-Selch's residence at Goldenrod
When: Late July
Summary: They're a team trying to solve a riddle, and no one is helping anyone
Rating: pg-13 because Dave has a potty mouth
Log:
Solving puzzles at the old folks' home )
uber_marionettist: (Haunted by something he cannot define)
[personal profile] uber_marionettist
Who: Dirk Strider and Emet-selch
When: Mid-June... I'm forward dating this, shhhh.
Where: Rocket lab in Goldenrod
What: Dirk got a canon update to HS^2! You know what that means! He's a grandpa!
Warnings/Rating: PG-13 for swears, but it contains spoilers for and content from HS^2, so....

I made you up. )
amaure: (705)
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I do suppose half a moon is more than enough time to allow the dust to settle on that unseemly misfortune, and I am certain some—if not most—of you would feel much more at ease if I were to speak on it.

[That's how the video starts, Emet-Selch addressing the viewer immediately, his voice controlled, even, and professional. Before him are his gloved hands resting on the surface of what appears to be a wooden table, fingers interlacing, his expression the picture of reserved despondence.]

I would first like to address all of you who had fought so bravely, and were able to fend off those menaces with the fervor matching that of storied heroes. It was by your swift and precise action did we see to our victory over such unscrupulous foes, so that the event did not end in a far larger tragedy than what could have been.

For that, you have my unwavering gratitude.

[He sounds utterly and truly genuine in his thanks, though there is the slightest tinge of remorse coating his words, perhaps guilt? His expression shifts more to that proposed emotion as he continues.]

However, as some number of you may recall, I am Solus zos Galvus, the begetter of the masquerade. I ask not forgiveness for the turn that event took, for I do not expect it. I had believed with a little touch of enchantment to the masks—to blind one of sensory recognition, thus allowing naught but the heart to lead—it would stir deeper passions within us all for such a romantically inclined event, and for those less inclined towards romance, it would serve as an entertaining facet to the evening festivities.

Yet, this would likewise give such villains the means to infiltrate and take advantage of not only our most humble and magnanimous hosts, but everyone who attended. That I would overlook such possibility is...inexcusable.

[He closes his eyes for a moment, his mouth pulling into a thin, straight line as he draws in a breath through his nose, holds it for a moment, before breathing it out in a dejected sigh. Once more he opens his eyes, fixing them on the feed.]

Viewed thus, it is clear I owe all of you an apology for what damage was done and what losses occurred for such negligence. And so, allow me to say my sincerest apologies for the tragic turn it took. That such amoral men were allowed to sully what should have been little more than a memorable evening of entertainment and romance.

[And with that, he gives a polite bow of his head.]

You need not forgive such carelessness, but well do I know such remorseful expression was well overdue. Perhaps one day these scoundrels will see the justice they so rightly deserve, for I shall endeavor to make it so.

[And with that, he reaches towards the 'Gear with an apologetic smile and cuts the feed.]
amaure: (21)
[personal profile] amaure
Who: Emet-Selch, Dirk, and Hythlodaeus
Where: South of Goldenrod
When: 2/14
Summary: Just a trio of dudes going for some horseback riding, nothing to see here.
Rating: pg-13, who knows where their convos will go.
Log:
Is it a date if you don't label it as such? )
amaure: (705)
[personal profile] amaure
Who: Emet-Selch's household and those who regularly visit
Where: Emet's house!
When: ...backdated to the month of January, just shenanigans during Dirk's recovery so just whenever during January, time's fake
Summary: House of Hades is a busy place, Dirk can't escape every visitor, but neither can Emet.
Rating: Uh pg13 because Dirk has a potty mouth
Log:
Dirk can't hide behind his pile of Ponyta forever )
tokenelfcharacter: (oh my god put that away)
[personal profile] tokenelfcharacter
- Yes, record this. It can be used to track them, later.

[Well, it'd help if the camera weren't aimed at the ground. But no. It is. And all that's audible is Runaan's voice. Occasionally there's a glimpse of avian feet - Corvisquire, dutifully following the assassin. Other voices are audible, as they walk. Two other unknown voices. Reciting something... dramatically...]


This week, on Electabuzzfeed Unsolved... )

[The unprintable word cuts off as Runaan whips his head around to Corvisquire. Appalled. The pokemon can really just shrug.]

What sort of human nonsense is this? How do we chase them off if we cannot kill them!



(( ooc: thanks snorunt fortunes! Runaan is now being stalked by cryptid legendary pokemon hunters! ))
Dec. 1st, 2020 02:10 pm

Closed;

amaure: (151)
[personal profile] amaure
Who: Emet-Selch & Dirk Strider
Where: Goldenrod, at a specific theatre.
When: 12/3 aka Dirk's b-day!
Summary: It's Dirk's birthday and Emet's giving him a treat!
Rating: pg 13 cuz cussing and who knows what else might happen. Dirk's involved.
To be loved is to be known. )
uber_marionettist: (Let that be a lesson to me)
[personal profile] uber_marionettist
Who: Dirk Strider, Emet-Selch, Dave Strider, and Armin Arlert
Where: Sevii Islands
When: Monday after the Fourth Wall
Summary: Dirk confronts the ocean. Also his son/brother. Also a dude he assaulted with fireworks? It's fine.
Rating: PG.... 13. For swearing.

So many past decisions, so little emotional RAM )
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[personal profile] fingersandteeth
Who: Steven Durante, Hythlodaeus, and Emet-Selch + Thace in one + Dirk in the other
Where: the House of Hades
When: October 21 + October 28
Summary: One visit to the Amaurotines with an expected guest, one with an unexpected. Thread starters in the comments.
Rating: PG-13 to R, depending on the language used.

One result of Steven and Emet-Selch more or less having achieved a hard-won true peace with each other (courtesy of Hythlodaeus' stubborness and ouzo) was that more often than not, Steven ends up coming over to Hythlo and Emet's place for their Wednesday morning unofficial therapy meetings--and more often than not earlier than he's inclined to wake up nearly any other day of the week, so that he can get a free breakfast out of Hythlo as well as lunch.

And if that means he shares a table with Emet-Selch during that free breakfast... well, they haven't reverted to their prior animosity yet. This peace between them really might be able to last.
Oct. 12th, 2020 06:16 am

[video]

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[personal profile] goldeneyeball
[It's been a while since JW has appeared on the network. Today he is sitting at a breakfast table in the lobby of the Violet Hotel. He's not eating anything but there is a glass of orange juice at his elbow. Psyduck's paws can be seen poking into the corner of the frame.]

Hey, ya'll. Question.

[He glances to the side, clearly looking at something with disdain.]

Which Pokemon do you hate the most?

[Feed ends.]
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[personal profile] jurisimprudence
A. text

TWO TH1NGS

F1RST
JOHN 3GB3RT
1F YOU'R3 H3R3, W3 N33D TO T4LK

S3COND
W1LL TH1S WORK TO G3T BLOOD OUT OF CLOTH1NG OR W1LL 1 N33D TO G3T 4 D1FF3R3NT PRODUCT FROM TH3 N3XT TOWN?


[Here she's attached a photo of the standard bottle of liquid soap that comes with the backpack.]

new bark town )
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Slowly drifting down into twilight, Left to sifting through faded memories... )


--



[The video begins, showing a man with crimson mask and white cowl. His robes are unmistakable - it is Elidibus. His mouth seems to tighten, before he speaks.]

[The voice is smooth, musical:]


I am Elidibus, Emissary, bearer of the word of Zodiark. It has been brought to my attention that upon my arrival I should make an announcement such as this, and you behold that result.

[He looks to the side, out of the frame, before turning back. His voice wavers, ever so slightly.]

Should there be any among you who know of me, I have been informed that my current location is in one New Bark Town.

[He hesitates, mouth opening to say more, but instead of speaking he closes the video.]
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[personal profile] brokencode
1- Video

[Angel has made no secret of her love of all things cute and fluffy. Her first Pokemon had been a Mareep after all, one that still keeps her company to this day. So naturally, she pops on to the network as soon as she catches sight of the parade of Yamper and Wooloo just outside Olivine's Pokemon Center.


There's a wild look in her eyes, an expression of mirth mixed with bewilderment.]


Something seems a little odd in town right now.

2- Video/Action (Ecruteak)

[Angel had promised to meet Lust and Timothy around supper time. So far, though, she's been a little distracted. Sure, there's nothing wrong with a break or two, especially when using the very-dizzying warp pads. But this is probably the third time Angel's popped out of a city in order to flop down in a sea of fluffy Pokemon.

At least this time she's made it into Ecruteak, more or less. She doesn't seem keen on moving outside of flock of snoozing Wooloo though. By now, both the sheep Pokemon and the Yamper have settled down for a mid-afternoon nap.

If she isn't careful, she'll be joining them.

To keep herself awake, Angel pulls out her gear once more. She lifts her arms carefully, and only high enough to get a good view of both herself and her surroundings. After snapping a quick picture, Angel flips on the video. She lifts a finger to her lips and motions around herself.]


I think I've made some new friends.
amaure: (421)
[personal profile] amaure
Who: Dirk Strider and Emet-Selch
Where: Dirk's suite at the rocket base
When: Forward dated 9/11
Summary: Dirk and Emet are returning from going to the theater together, Emet has some bad news...
Rating: pg-13 cuz Dirk's got a dirty mouth and there's bound to be cussing.
my toes are hanging off the ledge )
amaure: (151)
[personal profile] amaure
Who: Dirk Strider and Emet-Selch
Where: Goldenrod, at an upscale restaurant, then maybe around the town, who knows
When: August 23rd
Summary: The boyfriends going on a not!date. Shenanigans.
Rating: PG-ish. Dirk's got a potty mouth, but it's also them, so I'll update as needs be.
It's only a date if you acknowledge the romance )
uber_marionettist: (Haunted by something he cannot define)
[personal profile] uber_marionettist
Who: Dirk Strider and Hythlodaeus.... Emet-Selch shows up around comment #80
Where: Goldenrod, XIVhaus Garden
When: August 15th shhh this is forward dated
Summary: Can't believe Dirk is the one cornering someone else for acting weird for once tbh
Rating: PG except for swears? [EDIT] ....convo got nsfw around comment #70

The lights are flashing danger )
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[personal profile] cyclonely
[Video opens on a slightly cranky-looking John, his hair even messier than usual.]

Ok, hold on a second.

[The footage moves around as John sets up his Pokegear on something so that it has a view of his workspace. He's outside, in the receiving area of the Goldenrod Department Store. John is beside a low opening into the basement of the building, with metal rollers leading a path inside. Closer to the camera is a pallet halfway piled with fairly large boxes of various things, and the sides of some other boxes visible in the corner of the screen implies there are more pallets out of view.

On top of the box John is closest to, is a fat little Pidove, shifting aimlessly from foot to foot and looking off into the middle distance at nothing in particular. It doesn't appear to notice or care when John gestures dramatically at it with both hands.]


Look at this little asshole! He won't move! I don't know why he won't move! At first I thought he was just a dumb pigeon but at this point I am almost certain he's doing this on purpose to spite me!

[Keeping intermittent meaningful eye contact with the camera, John moves over to the box beside the Pidove and bends at the knees to get a hold of it. As soon as he starts ducking down, the Pidove hops from the box it's on to the box John's holding. John's expression immediately becomes pained and he looks between the camera and the Pidove like "are you seeing this shit?!" before lifting the box up and carrying it over to the rollers.

The moment he's close, the Pidove hops down from the box and onto the first roller in line, its lower body wobbling gently back and forth as it keeps its balance.]


Every single time!

[John glares over the box in his arms at the Pidove, which trills a coo back at him, and starts hopping up and down in the low doorway.]

Get out! Shoo!

[He tries to nudge it with a foot, which it pecks, and then he bends in to start trying to push it gently with the box.

At which point it uses Gust and John and the box go shooting off the screen. Offscreen, John yells furiously and comes running back without the box, at which point the Pidove flutters aimlessly back to the box it was on at the start. John is vibrating with rage as he points a shaking finger at the Pidove, who is back to staring into the middle distance.]


Is somebody training these things?! What the fuck is this!

[He stomps over to the Pokegear, snatches it, and zooms in all the way to the Pidove's blank yellow eye before whispering fervently:] Fuck youuuuuuuu.

[He zooms out just enough so that he can move his hand in front of the screen and flip the bird at the literal bird before the screen shuts off.]
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[Sento looks grim.]

I'd like to warn everyone to be mindful of their surroundings--we seem to be in a period of brief, intermittent crime waves. Several nights ago, I came across three individuals who'd been robbed of their Pokeballs and their cash, and I feel the need to warn everyone. It's a pattern, and it happened on five other occasions in Violet City alone this past weekend. I've investigated a bit further, and such single-day rashes of similar muggings have also happened in the past in Saffron, Goldenrod, and Ecruteak.

[He will refrain from showing the maps he's marked up plotting out where each and every crime took place.]

Such robberies are always concentrated in the same city on the same evening, always targeting groups of two or three people. The stories of the victims I was able to speak with in person match up with the other accounts the police have. Victims all felt a pull urging them towards an alley, heard a sort of jingling noise and couldn't move, and then beheld what I can only assume was some sort of terrifying vision, only to lose consciousness. I'd assume a Pokemon technique took care of that part; no one showed any signs of being physically hit over the head with anything.

The culprit was a Team Rocket operative with a Xatu--I'm not certain what other Pokemon they may have used to further their nefarious schemes, for they were able to teleport away before I could do anything. They may not even have realized was there; I showed up moments too late.

[Oh, he's frustrated about that, he's real frustrated.]

It would seem my presence here is fortunate; this world certainly seems as though it could use a hero of justice.

[There's a Raboot audibly sighing somewhere in the background.]
Jul. 20th, 2020 01:57 am

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[The camera feed clicks on to the view of a fairly normal looking man in not so normal looking armor. His eyebrows are furrowed in concentration as he still messes with the pokegear in question for a good minute before-]

Ah. Is this thing working?

[Look, it's a good thing he got practice during that weird weekend or he would be worse at this. His gloves aren't really making things easier either but.]

If fate should decide I must be stuck here, then so be it. I was already made aware of such things during a... 'weird weekend' I believe it was called.

Nay... [He shakes his head before turning the camera to the real point of this video. His Galarian Meowth who is just living it's life. Head slightly turned, chewing on some long grass. Little bit of a vacant wild expression to it.]

I understand we are supposed to rely on beasts here, but I don't see how. It just keeps wanting to chew on grass.

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