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006. Text/Action for Violet City
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[Today's post is a bit different, the usual video completely absent; he's not been much in the mood for talking to others lately.
However, there are reasons why he thinks he probably should. So text it is.]
As much as we don't always understand or like it very much, the experiences we've had in this place are things to be cherished, I think. It's a good opportunity that we've been given, to meet others we might never have known and share ideas that we might never have come across otherwise.
I feel very blessed to have met all of you. If I haven't spoken to you, then I want to eventually; I'm sure there are things we can learn from one another, if given the opportunity. I still haven't found what it is I'm supposed to do with myself here - but I don't think that stagnation is acceptable, either. For now, I think "working on making things right" is a satisfactory goal, and one that I need to keep in mind more often, maybe.
Either way, I hope that today is a good and productive day for you - and if not, that tomorrow will be better.
[...it's a little subdued and Not Exactly Okay - by Ishimaru's usual standards, anyway - but he sends it anyway; it's just something he's needed to get out there, really.
Somebody's dealing with his first sudden-disappearance-from-Johto experience over here; it's not going too well, but he's trying to get back on track the only way he really knows how.]
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[Ishimaru's been making himself scarce lately; he's used the few days he's had since turning twenty to throw himself into being a complete workaholic, and while that's been good for replenishing what he's spent (and he's been spending much more than usual over the last couple of weeks, something he's been feeling intensely guilty about), there have been other abovementioned reasons for his radio silence and general avoidance of everyone.
But he's off today and the streets of Violet City are welcome, even if he does seem a bit jittery. He's out of his normal uniform, for one thing, and it's still something he's completely unused to - the military-style boots are the same, of course, but he's got black pants on under them, the stiff ones he usually uses for travelling purposes despite the fact that he's doing nothing of the sort just now; as for the rest...he has no idea where Naegi even found the thing in Johto, but he is currently +1 trendy-as-hell hoodie, white with red and black accents and more zippers than he knows what to do with. He still feels more than a bit out-of-place wearing it, but it's something he could get used to. Maybe. The hood's dropped back over his shoulders; it seems to be...weirdly weighted down by something, and if he's seen at the right moment, there's what's undeniably some sort of cat in there, peeking out over his shoulder. Meowth, from the look of it. A very, very runty one, but a Meowth regardless.
Of course, he's got other reasons for the nerves, apparently; he comes to a stop outside the local bar, looking up at it in the way that one does when they know they have absolutely no reason for going in there and are probably going to get thrown out because...well, god only knows why. It's a ridiculous notion, especially given that no one here seems to care about the local drinking age, if one even exists; Oowada had taken him in there shortly after his birthday, and he's come back frequently since, immediately after he's off work. Which wouldn't be too weird - he can do as he pleases, after all - if he didn't get off work in the middle of the afternoon.
Clearly, it's five o'clock somewhere.
However, once he slips inside, he's actually not interested in drinking; what's got his attention is the billiards table in the back room. That's where he goes immediately, setting the Meowth down on one of the nearby stools before picking one of the cue sticks off the back wall. It's not high-quality (nor is the table, really) but he's not going to complain; it's just for the sake of amusing himself, anyway. He'd noticed the setup when he'd come in here the first time, with Oowada; he hadn't played then, but it's what he's been coming back for.
Pool is geometry, when it comes down to it - geometry and physics, all angles and force and arcs; even so, he's still not sure where he picked up how to play. It's just something he knows how to do; if he were to dwell on it for long enough, he'd likely think that it's something he doesn't remember due to the incident in the school. But for now, he doesn't want to think; he racks up easily, and when he shoots, the break is a clean one.]
[Today's post is a bit different, the usual video completely absent; he's not been much in the mood for talking to others lately.
However, there are reasons why he thinks he probably should. So text it is.]
As much as we don't always understand or like it very much, the experiences we've had in this place are things to be cherished, I think. It's a good opportunity that we've been given, to meet others we might never have known and share ideas that we might never have come across otherwise.
I feel very blessed to have met all of you. If I haven't spoken to you, then I want to eventually; I'm sure there are things we can learn from one another, if given the opportunity. I still haven't found what it is I'm supposed to do with myself here - but I don't think that stagnation is acceptable, either. For now, I think "working on making things right" is a satisfactory goal, and one that I need to keep in mind more often, maybe.
Either way, I hope that today is a good and productive day for you - and if not, that tomorrow will be better.
[...it's a little subdued and Not Exactly Okay - by Ishimaru's usual standards, anyway - but he sends it anyway; it's just something he's needed to get out there, really.
Somebody's dealing with his first sudden-disappearance-from-Johto experience over here; it's not going too well, but he's trying to get back on track the only way he really knows how.]
[ACTION]
[Ishimaru's been making himself scarce lately; he's used the few days he's had since turning twenty to throw himself into being a complete workaholic, and while that's been good for replenishing what he's spent (and he's been spending much more than usual over the last couple of weeks, something he's been feeling intensely guilty about), there have been other abovementioned reasons for his radio silence and general avoidance of everyone.
But he's off today and the streets of Violet City are welcome, even if he does seem a bit jittery. He's out of his normal uniform, for one thing, and it's still something he's completely unused to - the military-style boots are the same, of course, but he's got black pants on under them, the stiff ones he usually uses for travelling purposes despite the fact that he's doing nothing of the sort just now; as for the rest...he has no idea where Naegi even found the thing in Johto, but he is currently +1 trendy-as-hell hoodie, white with red and black accents and more zippers than he knows what to do with. He still feels more than a bit out-of-place wearing it, but it's something he could get used to. Maybe. The hood's dropped back over his shoulders; it seems to be...weirdly weighted down by something, and if he's seen at the right moment, there's what's undeniably some sort of cat in there, peeking out over his shoulder. Meowth, from the look of it. A very, very runty one, but a Meowth regardless.
Of course, he's got other reasons for the nerves, apparently; he comes to a stop outside the local bar, looking up at it in the way that one does when they know they have absolutely no reason for going in there and are probably going to get thrown out because...well, god only knows why. It's a ridiculous notion, especially given that no one here seems to care about the local drinking age, if one even exists; Oowada had taken him in there shortly after his birthday, and he's come back frequently since, immediately after he's off work. Which wouldn't be too weird - he can do as he pleases, after all - if he didn't get off work in the middle of the afternoon.
Clearly, it's five o'clock somewhere.
However, once he slips inside, he's actually not interested in drinking; what's got his attention is the billiards table in the back room. That's where he goes immediately, setting the Meowth down on one of the nearby stools before picking one of the cue sticks off the back wall. It's not high-quality (nor is the table, really) but he's not going to complain; it's just for the sake of amusing himself, anyway. He'd noticed the setup when he'd come in here the first time, with Oowada; he hadn't played then, but it's what he's been coming back for.
Pool is geometry, when it comes down to it - geometry and physics, all angles and force and arcs; even so, he's still not sure where he picked up how to play. It's just something he knows how to do; if he were to dwell on it for long enough, he'd likely think that it's something he doesn't remember due to the incident in the school. But for now, he doesn't want to think; he racks up easily, and when he shoots, the break is a clean one.]
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[He also doesn't sit in his room drawing the car accident that took his brother's life in morbid, little-kid detail anymore.
That honor is saved for a much more recent tragedy]I'm glad there's no cars here though.
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I've lost friends back home; there was a recent incident that claimed many lives. I've been reunited with some of them here, which has been good; perhaps someday the same will happen for you.
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I'm sorry something that bad happened. But at least some of your classmates are here, and maybe the rest will come too someday and you can all be safe here together.
I've been hoping someday I'll see my dad again too.
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[...hmm.]
How old are you, anyway?
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Does a negative answer on the latter negate the 'maybe' on the former?]
I didn't think all you guys were that old.
[I'm sorry he's 11 20 is old]
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Well, it's not really something that should be complicated, but it kind of is?
I don't remember the last two years of my life. So it's like turning eighteen for me, only I know that isn't how old I actually am.
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Were you in a coma?
[...tactful.]
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I don't think so. Something happened recently that made it so I can't remember, that's all.
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To be fair if this was video there would be "Oh"s and "Well"s and, you know, facial expressions to make this less painful. Less awkward, probably not, but less painful, ideally.]
[...]
That's weird.
So what's your favorite type of pokemon?
[TIME FOR A SUBJECT CHANGE BOY HOWDY]
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Well, if you mean actual types, I have a lot of Ghost-types that I'm enjoying very much, actually! Psychic-types are good, too; I'm researching those.
As for specific species, Gyarados is something that I'm very fond of; I raised one soon after coming here. I liked the challenge, and the results have been very good!
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...RIGHT, right, returning the question is...good, let him do that - ]
How about you?
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My favorite Pokemon that I've raised is my Charizard, He's very brave and friendly, and now he knows Fly so I get to ride around on his back! My starter was a Buizel. She's a Floatzel now and she's been taking care of me since I got here.
What was your starter?
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My starter...? He was a Darumaka - he's a Darmanitan now. We don't get along very well - it's good to hear that you get along with yours, though!
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[...what a little troll]
How come you didn't get along with it? Is it mean? Have you tried asking Nurse Joy for help?
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[...look he's Lawful Good but he never claimed to be nice...]
But yes, my starter is a bit mean; I'm hoping that once I get the badge in Blackthorn, I'll have a bit more luck with him. After all, if it gets high-leveled Pokémon you've never seen before to obey, it has to count for something.
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Oh that's a good idea! But it should have started out at a level you could handle. Maybe you could try figuring out some way to be nice to it. I have a Heracross who doesn't like anybody but me, but she really likes her shell polished because sometimes the sap on the trees makes her all sticky.
I'm trying to write a training guide so sorry if I'm being nosy about your starter problems.
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You like the Pokémon that protect people, though?
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[You raised a Gyarados, so you know.]
I guess I do. Like I said I'm just a little kid so I'm kind of weak. This place is big and if I didn't have a team that I could trust then I think I'd just be scared all the time and I wouldn't have been brave enough to make nearly as many friends as I have.
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And since you said you don't have a Ghost-type, I have one that I think would be good for that, if you wanted one.
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I think you'll be ok! You seem like you like hard work, and you don't have to be good at something right away if you're ready to work hard for it!
[wait, huh?]
You mean you know about a ghost-type that protects people?
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And I do, yes, assuming my research is correct.
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What kind is it?
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