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01 ☣ video/action for NBT
[ The audio turns on with the hiss of static, it lasts about half a second before— ]
Stuck? Stuck?! Bullshit!
[ Whoever's speaking, they're clearly angry. There's the sound of paper getting pushed aside and metal hitting the floor, followed swiftly thereafter by glass breaking and plastic getting crushed. The horrified gasps of a few scientists fill in the ensuing silence. ]
Kyrie...she's in danger, I have to...
[ The yelling voice seems to have slowed and quieted to a low growl. The thudding of boots marks heavy, erratic pacing; the crunch of plastic indicates the violence isn't quite over.
It's here the video turns on; a big blue snout blocks the view, before the head pans out to reveal a Bagon, looking upset. The small creature turns the 'gear around, capturing the scene:
Elm's lab is trashed.
Papers litter the floor, broken glass and torn plastic casings strewn in the wake of whole workstations being knocked down. Chairs are on their sides, tables half-emptied of their contents, shattered vials releasing fluids onto the linoleum. A group of scientists—strangely, none of them hurt—are watching with wide, frightened eyes as a young man paces. 'Young man' is perhaps generous: half-man, half-snarl, flashing teeth that feel as though they should be pointed. He can't seem to contain himself, his eyes stare ahead emptily, focused on something that isn't there; every other movement he's whirling, stopping, starting again, hands raised, hands down, flexing and touching his right hand over and over. There's blood on that fist; it's easy to connect the dots to the hole in one of the computer monitors. Finally, after about a minute, he spins deftly on his heel and grabs Elm by the collar of his labcoat. Tiny flowers of blood bloom on the white fabric. ]
I have to get back!
[ He shakes Elm for good measure, as the poor harried researcher can only hang on and blubber apologies. Nero snarls. ]
Answer me!
[ The Bagon puts down the gear and leans over it worriedly, making a soft keening noise. Come calm his trainer down, please, somebody! Anybody? ]
[[OOC: all characters who signed up and any who didn't are welcome to come crash the party and help Elm get away from the rampaging teenager. Video/audio responses will come chronologically after he calms down. ]]
Stuck? Stuck?! Bullshit!
[ Whoever's speaking, they're clearly angry. There's the sound of paper getting pushed aside and metal hitting the floor, followed swiftly thereafter by glass breaking and plastic getting crushed. The horrified gasps of a few scientists fill in the ensuing silence. ]
Kyrie...she's in danger, I have to...
[ The yelling voice seems to have slowed and quieted to a low growl. The thudding of boots marks heavy, erratic pacing; the crunch of plastic indicates the violence isn't quite over.
It's here the video turns on; a big blue snout blocks the view, before the head pans out to reveal a Bagon, looking upset. The small creature turns the 'gear around, capturing the scene:
Elm's lab is trashed.
Papers litter the floor, broken glass and torn plastic casings strewn in the wake of whole workstations being knocked down. Chairs are on their sides, tables half-emptied of their contents, shattered vials releasing fluids onto the linoleum. A group of scientists—strangely, none of them hurt—are watching with wide, frightened eyes as a young man paces. 'Young man' is perhaps generous: half-man, half-snarl, flashing teeth that feel as though they should be pointed. He can't seem to contain himself, his eyes stare ahead emptily, focused on something that isn't there; every other movement he's whirling, stopping, starting again, hands raised, hands down, flexing and touching his right hand over and over. There's blood on that fist; it's easy to connect the dots to the hole in one of the computer monitors. Finally, after about a minute, he spins deftly on his heel and grabs Elm by the collar of his labcoat. Tiny flowers of blood bloom on the white fabric. ]
I have to get back!
[ He shakes Elm for good measure, as the poor harried researcher can only hang on and blubber apologies. Nero snarls. ]
Answer me!
[ The Bagon puts down the gear and leans over it worriedly, making a soft keening noise. Come calm his trainer down, please, somebody! Anybody? ]
[[OOC: all characters who signed up and any who didn't are welcome to come crash the party and help Elm get away from the rampaging teenager. Video/audio responses will come chronologically after he calms down. ]]
video; ...yeah that's true
But you did just now.
[ CLEARLY YOUR ARGUMENT WAS PREEMPTED, NANAKO ]
video; look she can call him big bro nero wouldn't that be so adorable
Because you said something to me first.
[WHATEVER, COUNTER-ARGUMENT.]
video; she is the angry teenager whisperer
Then why'd you answer?
[ I mean he did just threaten bodily harm on someone, basically. WHY ARE ALL THESE KIDS FLOCKING TO HIM it is a mystery. ]
video; that is so cute
[LOOK she just wanted to see if Prof. Elm was okay and not like. beaten to a pulp, okay.]
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[ Vague amusement. How fail of you, little girl. ]
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Are you feeling a little better now?
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Not really. Did they bring you here, too?
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I get that a lot.
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I remembered each time though.
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When you went back--did any time pass?
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... I remember because the first time I came to Johto, it was the day Big Bro had to go back to the city and we were taking him to the train station. When I got sent back, he was still there.
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So...what are we supposed to even do here, then?
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[ With some distaste, he puts the device down to fetch it. His Bagon takes the opportunity to come sniff at the edges of the 'gear. Hello, pretty girlthing! From off-camera, Nero grumbles. ]
Hey, leave that alone, already.
[ The little lizard has caused him enough grief. ]
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Looks like I'm a 'trainer'.
[ Bagon is still hovering over the gear, crooning at Nanako. Hiiiiii~ ]
Let me guess: the lizard's got something to do with it.
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Yep! He's your partner now and you have to train him to get really, really strong to beat all the gym leaders!
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Gym leaders? [ Oh, he'll beat them, all right.............with his pokemon. Once he figures stuff out. ] When happens if I do?
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You get a gym badge! For a while, people were saying that if you beat all eight of them and the Elite Four, you'll get to go home. I don't think anyone's ever gotten that far though, so no one knows if it's really true.
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Sounds like I've got my work cut out for me.
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