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00X. [Video/Action - Fourth Wall Event]
[Ishimaru seems to finally be seeing fit to make an appearance, having been oddly absent since the weirdness started yesterday; it's not that he hasn't noticed the strangeness, he just hasn't been too inclined to comment, despite his usual inclination for enthusiastic, socially-awkward pep talks that no one really asked for.
After all, he's been in something of an odd state lately himself.]
[VIDEO]
[Well, he's certainly breaking the radio silence now, at any rate.
The video flickers alive from a vantage point reasonably low to the ground, though it's a good enough distance away for the figure in it to be fully given - the white gakuran is definitely familiar, and it's likely that the route in the background is as well; he's near Goldenrod, at any rate. However, the actual person in the shot is both familiar and not - he shares Ishimaru's build and features, though the white hair is definitely new, as is the dark, heavy makeup around his eyes and the downright manic smirk twisting his expression.
The fact that his eyes appear to be quite literally on fire as opposed to just adhering to the bad cliché and staying all figurative about it is also pretty high on the Not Okay scale.
As a matter of fact, neither of this is looking Okay, as far as Ishimaru is normally concerned; while he's always been a weirdly intense kid, he's always been pacifistic, but it seems that's gone straight out the window in the name of whatever the hell he seems to be doing today. He's seated in the video, stance sprawling and casual, and he's leaning forward against some sort of...stick? Is that a stick? It's a bit hard to tell in the video, though there appears to be Japanese characters written on it, though they're blurry due to distance and a bit difficult to make out upside-down besides. What can be made out, however, is exactly what he's sitting on - and that would be the downed forms of a pair of Team Rocket grunts, judging by the familiar uniforms and the red R insignia visible on the one he's directly on.
He just gives another of those manic smirks at the camera, raising his left hand; three non-expanded Pokéballs are pinned between his fingers.]
Caught these stupid fuckers trying to take advantage of the chaos to prey on those weaker than them, so I thought I'd put a stop to that - it'd be an insult to my honor and the memory of my brother to let them beat up a girl, after all!
[The grunt closest to the ground makes a noise then; it seems to catch his attention.]
Oh, hey, you bastard - you finally waking up? It's about time.
[He finally deigns to get up and let the grunts below him struggle to their feet, though he's quick to swing that stick upwards to establish both a visible threat and ensure they keep their distance from him - giving the camera a full view of the dual spikes on the end in the process.
Yeah, thing's a fucking pickaxe.]
Let that be a message to you fuckers - try to pull that sort of stupid shit again and I'll wreck at least four points on your median plane, you got that?!
[...whatever that means, bro.
At any rate, once the...uh, evildoers there have gotten the hell out of the frame, the camera's going to get its jittercam on as he makes his way over and picks it up; that weird, manic expression still hasn't left.]
And let that be a message to you bastards as well - but I bet that goes without saying, doesn't it?
[OOC]
[Right, well! For the canon-unfamiliar who nevertheless don't mind spoilers, this post is being brought to you courtesy of a thing called Ishida - an alternate personality that Ishimaru develops midway through chapter three as an escape from a mental breakdown following the execution in chapter two. He's far more confident overall in dealing with people than Ishimaru is, but unfortunately he fails at social about a million times worse; he's abrasive, profane, ridiculously hotblooded and generally a bit of an orzfest, and when it comes to his appearance, you will find that I was not exaggerating.
Tags will continue to come from this journal, but they will be featuring this particular hot mess; if you want action, he's going to be sticking close to Goldenrod if he has a say, but like with most fourth wall things, I will not balk if you want him elsewhere - go ahead and assume glitching happened, if you like! Ishimaru isn't going to remember shit about this particular fiasco after the weekend passes, so uh. Enjoy him while he's here?]
After all, he's been in something of an odd state lately himself.]
[VIDEO]
[Well, he's certainly breaking the radio silence now, at any rate.
The video flickers alive from a vantage point reasonably low to the ground, though it's a good enough distance away for the figure in it to be fully given - the white gakuran is definitely familiar, and it's likely that the route in the background is as well; he's near Goldenrod, at any rate. However, the actual person in the shot is both familiar and not - he shares Ishimaru's build and features, though the white hair is definitely new, as is the dark, heavy makeup around his eyes and the downright manic smirk twisting his expression.
The fact that his eyes appear to be quite literally on fire as opposed to just adhering to the bad cliché and staying all figurative about it is also pretty high on the Not Okay scale.
As a matter of fact, neither of this is looking Okay, as far as Ishimaru is normally concerned; while he's always been a weirdly intense kid, he's always been pacifistic, but it seems that's gone straight out the window in the name of whatever the hell he seems to be doing today. He's seated in the video, stance sprawling and casual, and he's leaning forward against some sort of...stick? Is that a stick? It's a bit hard to tell in the video, though there appears to be Japanese characters written on it, though they're blurry due to distance and a bit difficult to make out upside-down besides. What can be made out, however, is exactly what he's sitting on - and that would be the downed forms of a pair of Team Rocket grunts, judging by the familiar uniforms and the red R insignia visible on the one he's directly on.
He just gives another of those manic smirks at the camera, raising his left hand; three non-expanded Pokéballs are pinned between his fingers.]
Caught these stupid fuckers trying to take advantage of the chaos to prey on those weaker than them, so I thought I'd put a stop to that - it'd be an insult to my honor and the memory of my brother to let them beat up a girl, after all!
[The grunt closest to the ground makes a noise then; it seems to catch his attention.]
Oh, hey, you bastard - you finally waking up? It's about time.
[He finally deigns to get up and let the grunts below him struggle to their feet, though he's quick to swing that stick upwards to establish both a visible threat and ensure they keep their distance from him - giving the camera a full view of the dual spikes on the end in the process.
Yeah, thing's a fucking pickaxe.]
Let that be a message to you fuckers - try to pull that sort of stupid shit again and I'll wreck at least four points on your median plane, you got that?!
[...whatever that means, bro.
At any rate, once the...uh, evildoers there have gotten the hell out of the frame, the camera's going to get its jittercam on as he makes his way over and picks it up; that weird, manic expression still hasn't left.]
And let that be a message to you bastards as well - but I bet that goes without saying, doesn't it?
[OOC]
[Right, well! For the canon-unfamiliar who nevertheless don't mind spoilers, this post is being brought to you courtesy of a thing called Ishida - an alternate personality that Ishimaru develops midway through chapter three as an escape from a mental breakdown following the execution in chapter two. He's far more confident overall in dealing with people than Ishimaru is, but unfortunately he fails at social about a million times worse; he's abrasive, profane, ridiculously hotblooded and generally a bit of an orzfest, and when it comes to his appearance, you will find that I was not exaggerating.
Tags will continue to come from this journal, but they will be featuring this particular hot mess; if you want action, he's going to be sticking close to Goldenrod if he has a say, but like with most fourth wall things, I will not balk if you want him elsewhere - go ahead and assume glitching happened, if you like! Ishimaru isn't going to remember shit about this particular fiasco after the weekend passes, so uh. Enjoy him while he's here?]
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[Also he's super dreamy. Obviously.]
You gonna come after me with that pickaxe if I piss you off, too?
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Come the fuck on. I don't hit girls.
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But I'm also a girl, so.
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[... :|a ]
He never did say anything about defending against the girls, though, so I'm assuming that's fair game!
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[And someday, someone might ask themselves why this girl appears to be talking the pickaxe-wielding maniac into the willingness to actually attack her with the aforementioned pickaxe, when previously he would not have.
And that answer is.
...
...because she's kind of a moron, apparently.]
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and judging by canon, Ishida can't defend for shit anyway I MEAN...As it is, he just shrugs.]
Never was much for all that rules-lawyering bullshit. Not much point in adhering to any of it if you're not gonna adhere to the spirit, you know?
But hey, I do what I have to so I can stay alive - no one else's going to do it, so I might as well!
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[See also: killing people through valid tennis.]
...So where did you get the pickaxe?
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It was my brother's - I don't know how it got here, though, I just kind of showed up with it. But hell, I'm not complaining!
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[Where do you even get a pickaxe? Does Wal-Mart have an aisle for them or what?]
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[Surely this explains everything.]
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[If Yukimura went to Hope's Peak he would basically be SHSL Tennis. No, not tennis player. Like he is actually the embodiment of tennis itself.]
The boys' captain, I mean. Our team's nationally-ranked too but nobody gives a fuck about girls' tennis.
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So do you do anything that isn't tennis? And rules-lawyering, I guess!
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> not tennis
> ...
system error]
What else would I do?
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fuck this is the last time he listens to anyone's advice about how to have a normal conversation]
Hell if I know! Don't most people do something else?!