Feb. 21st, 2014

rejected_trash: (♪ 44 [I am far from perfect.])
[personal profile] rejected_trash
[Video]

--zo. We gotta find something for work so we can eat. [A chirp, then a black and white Fletchling pokes it face into the screen, staring and tilting it's head. The view is a park area, Sync is out of sight because his arm is stretched out on the back of the bench while Scherzo the Fletchling is playing with the Warp Band.] Well, so I can eat. I won't let you starve, but I didn't think I'd go from doing alright to barely making it. Just a few weeks though. I'm sure something will...Hey! [The Fletchling chirps and spins around, it's tail feathers flicking and it is leaning to try and cover the Warp Band.] You even listening? I gotta have someone to talk this out with. [Two quick chirps, and Scherzo spins around again, leaning in and turning it's head to stare into the feed.] I need a plan, something simple. [chirp] Someone has to need something from one of the outlying areas or the Old City. Maybe I can be a bodyguard. [chirp chirp] A gofer. A treasure hunter? What the hell is so interesting!? [Scherzo glances over his shoulder just in time to see Sync barely peek around, barely showing an eye before the feed suddenly whirs and shuts off with an angry squawk.]

[Action]

[There is now an annoyed green hair chasing around a Fletchling that sounds just a little too amused while it whistles and manages to stay just out of his way, landing to tease him and jumping ahead a few steps before flying away every time the teen gets close.]
bejustorbedead: (lecturing)
[personal profile] bejustorbedead
[First Action]

[Ky can be seen going on his rounds in the City, while discretely looking into who might've been trying to buy the smuggled pokemon the Swords recently got their hands on. As he weaves through the crowd, his Bulbasaur and Mareep follow after - each shooting each dirty looks when they think Ky isn't looking, but when they past The Habitat - things suddenly escalated and the man turns around to find Isaac's wool bristling with static and Jacob's vines waving threateningly]

Stop that!

[He rushes over to prevent what looks like to be a fight between his mons]


[Later Action]

[Sometime later, he's in Teeters, which means he's off-duty, but he hasn't stopped working. He's rubbing his temple to try to ward off an impending headache as he stares at the tidy folders resting on the table, his thoroughly chastised pokemon are resting by his feet, he waves off the Barkeep's offer of another drink. Not only did he have the smuggling operation, the damages from the tunnel collapse, but also the strange "Team Evolution" to consider]

Hm... What is really going on?
stahlflugel: (061)
[personal profile] stahlflugel
[Eren has to make time at least once a week for "field trips" outside of Union. The pokémon he bonded needed fresh air, space, and, in Napoleon's case, to hunt for prey. Eren had never visited the Forest shrine, so he figured that today was as good a day as any to visit it. He sets down his bag of snacks, supplies, books, and his Ranger application and warps his Pokémon into the area. From there, they sort of fan out to do their own thing.

Eren sighs, petting Blitz, who sits at his side
] How the hell did I end up bonded to so many Pokémon. How.

[He sighs and takes out his application to work on]

[Rosa the Zubat is fluttering through the trees, collecting berries and fruit and occasionally attacking the shit out of some poor weak bug pokémon for its delicious life juice. She's skittish, though, and may hide if approached]

[Victor the Lombre is taking a nap in a patch of sunlight by the shrine. Hey, it was as good a place as any, right? He's also dressed… cutely… He has on a knitted vest and a silky scarf because wow he's super cool]

[Matilda the Scraggy is not so quiet. She's rampaging through the forest and clearing, challenging any Pokémon she comes across to a fight. Any pokémon. She's kind of ridiculous.]

[And of course, Napoleon the Tyrantrum is on the hunt. He's not very subtle, but he's pretty quick, and he makes up for his ungainlyness with big jaws. Of course he misses. Several times. And lets out a roar of frustration!! HE'S HUNGRY, DAMMIT!! Why won't the food hold STILL?!]

[[OOC: kind of a choose your own adventure open action post!]]
notepad_necromancer: (Stare)
[personal profile] notepad_necromancer
[While Eucliwood wasn't one to actually use the network for much, it did provide her with useful tidbits of information, or glimpses into other people's happy lives. She'd discovered some time ago that she needed to be within a certain distance of the city in order to access the network however, and she she made her monthly trip to an outlying section of the Verdant Forest. Today, this was the closest to the city she'd been since she'd left several years ago. In all the time she'd had her Warp Band, she'd never contacted anyone. Not once. There was no one for her to contact, and laying low was her priority. It was almost as if she didn't exist. There were times she thought that might be best.

However, apparently her...companion felt otherwise. She wasn't sure exactly what to call the Duskull that followed her everywhere, although she'd nicknamed him Yoruno. Friend didn't seem right. She couldn't call anyone friend. Companion felt more proper. While she was catching up on the latest discoveries, the Duskull zoomed up to her and started prodding at the device. By the time she managed to shoo him off for a moment, it was too late. It was recording her.]


...

[Eucliwood's first internal reaction was horror. All that work trying to keep quiet and lay low was just wasted. She didn't want anyone to know she really existed. Didn't want anyone to know about her. Sure, there were rumors from when she'd been spotted off in the distance, rumors of a ghost from a forgotten age, or things of that sort, but nothing really conclusive. Meanwhile, she stared blankly at her Warp Band, her face completely expressionless for a moment. She couldn't say anything. And writing a note didn't seem like a good idea at the time. Rather than attempt to do anything, she quickly works to turn the feed off after a few moments of that awkward silence, although the giggling of the Duskull in the background could be heard before the feed ends.]
highliber: (Don't have time for delays)
[personal profile] highliber
I would hope this goes without saying, but just in case...

We can't give them all the devices back. It would be pure foolishness when there's still so much we can learn from them. Just the improvement to our communication technology alone would be worth declaring a few of them "lost" and continuing in secret, and that's just barely scratching the surface! They clearly have FAR more advanced technology than we do. We need to level the playing field even if they end up as our allies.

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