Agent York (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
ratherbelocky) wrote2015-09-25 07:57 am
ratherbelocky) wrote2015-09-25 07:57 am
.001 Δ [Video/Action for Cherrygrove]
[The feed flips on to show a man holding a brush in one hand and a young Shinx in his lap. Both of them appear to have been freshly bathed, with the damp Shinx swaddled in one of Cherrygrove Inn's warm, fluffy towels. When all of her wriggling and protesting comes to naught, she just lies there in her towel burrito and seethes. York, on the other hand, has found that shops in this world do, apparently, sell hair product for humans, and he couldn't be happier. He's fixed his hair for the first time in days. Life is wonderful.
Not that vanity's necessarily the reason he hasn't introduced himself to the PokéConnect community at large yet. It's just. You know. Coincidence.]
Good morning, people. And Pokémon, too, of course, can't forget you guys. For those of you I haven't spoken to yet, I'm York, I'm one of your more recent unwitting transplants to sunny Johto. Or, well, partially cloudy Johto, anyway. How about that weather, huh?
[The temperature has dropped literally twenty degrees in the five days since he got here, oh my god, why. Being caught out on the road in yesterday's rainstorm sucked. Now he's warm and dry and comfortable in a clean shirt a couple sizes too big for him (and he's not exactly a small man). Really, what could be better than being alive here and now?
He rubs the Shinx's fur drier, unwraps her, and then holds her still before she can escape so he can brush the tangles out. She mewls fussily, but his hands are steady, and eventually she relaxes--if mutinously--into the attention. He chuckles a little.]
But okay, I'm not actually here to make small talk. I got a question for you folks.
[He turns the PokéGear with the back of his brush to show another Pokémon, an Elgyem, bundled up in a blanket on the bed, fast asleep.]
Can someone tell me more about Psychic Pokémon? [He goes back to brushing.] I get that they read minds--Delta Two there communicates with me all the time--but she doesn't use words so it's hard to get more...complicated ideas across, sometimes. I was wondering, can you train them to talk? Or do other things? These guys are obviously a lot more intelligent than the animals back on my Earth, so I guess you could say I'm curious about what they can do.
[The Shinx's eyes are half-closed now as York brushes away. Someone's a sleepy baby.]
'Preciate your time. Over and out.
((Action also available for Cherrygrove, where he can be found at the inn or browsing the PokéMart stock.))
Not that vanity's necessarily the reason he hasn't introduced himself to the PokéConnect community at large yet. It's just. You know. Coincidence.]
Good morning, people. And Pokémon, too, of course, can't forget you guys. For those of you I haven't spoken to yet, I'm York, I'm one of your more recent unwitting transplants to sunny Johto. Or, well, partially cloudy Johto, anyway. How about that weather, huh?
[The temperature has dropped literally twenty degrees in the five days since he got here, oh my god, why. Being caught out on the road in yesterday's rainstorm sucked. Now he's warm and dry and comfortable in a clean shirt a couple sizes too big for him (and he's not exactly a small man). Really, what could be better than being alive here and now?
He rubs the Shinx's fur drier, unwraps her, and then holds her still before she can escape so he can brush the tangles out. She mewls fussily, but his hands are steady, and eventually she relaxes--if mutinously--into the attention. He chuckles a little.]
But okay, I'm not actually here to make small talk. I got a question for you folks.
[He turns the PokéGear with the back of his brush to show another Pokémon, an Elgyem, bundled up in a blanket on the bed, fast asleep.]
Can someone tell me more about Psychic Pokémon? [He goes back to brushing.] I get that they read minds--Delta Two there communicates with me all the time--but she doesn't use words so it's hard to get more...complicated ideas across, sometimes. I was wondering, can you train them to talk? Or do other things? These guys are obviously a lot more intelligent than the animals back on my Earth, so I guess you could say I'm curious about what they can do.
[The Shinx's eyes are half-closed now as York brushes away. Someone's a sleepy baby.]
'Preciate your time. Over and out.
((Action also available for Cherrygrove, where he can be found at the inn or browsing the PokéMart stock.))
[Video]
She half-opens one eye to look at the person on the feed, then closes her eyes again and imperiously allows York to get on with the grooming.]
Oh, really?
[This conversation is going to be amazing, York can already tell.]
I'll be sure to pick some up from the store later. You got a favorite brand to recommend? 'Fraid I'm not familiar with the ones I saw.
[Video]
Erm, I can't think of anything in bearticular... All soup is good soup if you ask me! ...I'm getting hungry just thinking about it.
[Looks like someone has dinner plans.]
Just don't give 'em too much, or you might overload their brains. Safety first!
[Video]
Oh, of course. I knew a guy, did pretty much the same thing with some Numero-Bits cereal, once.
[Dramatic sigh.]
Old Bits never was the same.
[Video]
[Of course he believes that. Of course he does.]
Is he...is he okay? It's not...too bad, is it? M-Maybe you shouldn't take the risk! Forget what I said, I was never here! OooOoooo~ What's this voice? I don't even knoooOooow~
[Video]
But nahhh.]
Not sure I can forget someone I don't really know in the first place. I mean, you ever try to delete a file when you haven't even saved it? Doesn't even show up on the HUD, man.
[Video]
[Now panicking because he's not sure if he just sentenced a bunch of pokemon to a horrible soupy death, Teddie proceeds to do the manliest thing possible and cry. Apparently this is enough to grab the attention of one of his pokemon, in this case his pangoro who yanks the 'gear out of his hands and glares into the feed. Or...just stares. Who really knows? Pangoros tend to look like they're always glaring.
Please to be explaining yourself.]
[Video]
[SIGHHH. It's like dealing with Wash all over again.]
Anyone I know whose head exploded, it was for totally unrelated, non-food-involved reasons. Probably.
[Video]
But before she gets the chance to ruin Teddie's things, the suddenly rather calm kid takes the pokegear back from her and pats her fuzzy arm.]
It's okay. He only tortures kitty cats, not bears.
[The pangoro can only grunt in disapproval, but not before smashing one of her fists into an open palm. She's watching you.]
You shouldn't be exploding people's heads to beargin with, you know. Do your pokeys know of such a terrible habit?
[Video]
(She's a little bit wrong, but, well, she's young.)
God damn, though. If that bear evolves from what York thinks it does, he just made a very fitting choice about a present for someone. All this roaring and growling is almost nostalgic, too. He's not particularly bothered, but probably better to ease up a little on the kid, anyway. He holds his hands up in the universal gesture for "don't shoot, officer, I was kidding."]
Hey, I didn't say I exploded any heads. I'm just saying I knew dudes whose heads exploded. Occupational hazard, you know how it is.