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explosivecombat) wrote2014-11-07 04:34 pm
explosivecombat) wrote2014-11-07 04:34 pm
Entry tags:
- !ic,
- **anonymous,
- *text,
- @carmen sandiego (here she is),
- @carter blake: bff 5ever,
- @cecil palmer,
- @cynthia (fe:a),
- @envy,
- @frank archer's utter lack of subtlety,
- @greed's poor life choices,
- @harime nui,
- @mimi tachikawa,
- @miss altava,
- @nagi naoe,
- @our future cobra commander overlord,
- @sion astal,
- @veronica madaraki,
- @yusuke urameshi,
- archer's gonna kill him,
- being you guys is suffering,
- come at me bro,
- engaging in heresy,
- everything's exploding and nothing hurts,
- good ideas are clearly relative concepts,
- he's come undone,
- hell are you even,
- how edgy of you,
- just thought he'd warn you,
- kimblee is overstimulated,
- like a brick to the face,
- my spinal cord is totally dancing rn,
- no kill like overkill,
- no sense of self-preservation,
- not slacking off for once,
- one-man army,
- raid on the city knock out evil tusks,
- sanity is so passé,
- ten points to ego,
- texting into the void,
- the greater internet fuckwad theory,
- this is gonna suck,
- tonight we're going hard,
- took a level in exploding things,
- two-person assault team,
- well that's needlessly sinister,
- why we can't have nice things,
- with apologies to carmen sandiego
038. [ANON TEXT + IMAGES]
[Good afternoon, network! It's a surprisingly nice day today; the sun is out, and while it's not warm per se, it's warm enough to be pleasant.
The last time "Seth"'s device had shown up on the device with this particular sort of message, it'd looked about to snow; he's finding the weather far more favorable this time around.
The first image to hit the network is a view of the streets of Ecruteak, as shot out what looks like a window of some sort; there doesn't seem to be anything on the walls of wherever this was shot from, though the curtains are light and filmy-looking as they billow inward with a light breeze, a bit more elegant than the normal hotel fare. Possibly a private residence of some sort. The leaves are in their full fall colors outside; it's a pretty shot, if not particularly interesting.
The next image is panned down a little – you can still see the window, the curtains having fluttered to a bit more of a standstill, and there's still some of the view of the outdoors; what's new is the table beneath the window, covered in black cases and wires and triggers.
Bombs. Plenty of them.]
I'm not the first one to note that this world isn't safe.
[And there's the text, moments later.]
Aqua and Magma tried to save the world by destroying each other. Some of you try to save the world by destroying me.
Will you succeed this time?
[The next shot is a bit more casual than most of this nature, though as usual, it seems to be set up across a table of some sort. It's his stance that's different; "Seth" has one forearm braced against the wood, and he's leaning forward heavily enough for his stance to look idle, almost bored. As usual, his face isn't in the shot, but if you look you can see the usual Team Rocket insignia emblazoned across his chest; his free hand is holding one of those white cards that he uses to communicate sometimes, pinning it between gloved fingers; the words written out in thick, blocky writing, traced over multiple times to obscure any sort of distinctive handwriting.
LET'S HAVE A WAR.
The second shot is almost identical to the first; only the writing on the card has changed.
ECRUTEAK CITY.
ONE WEEK.
[OOC]
[While the IC timing of this is going to be as he said – the attack will be taking place on the 14th of the month – the log itself will go up on the 10th and will be forward-dated, to circumvent possible continuity issues.
More details about how we're going to run this thing will be forthcoming!]
The last time "Seth"'s device had shown up on the device with this particular sort of message, it'd looked about to snow; he's finding the weather far more favorable this time around.
The first image to hit the network is a view of the streets of Ecruteak, as shot out what looks like a window of some sort; there doesn't seem to be anything on the walls of wherever this was shot from, though the curtains are light and filmy-looking as they billow inward with a light breeze, a bit more elegant than the normal hotel fare. Possibly a private residence of some sort. The leaves are in their full fall colors outside; it's a pretty shot, if not particularly interesting.
The next image is panned down a little – you can still see the window, the curtains having fluttered to a bit more of a standstill, and there's still some of the view of the outdoors; what's new is the table beneath the window, covered in black cases and wires and triggers.
Bombs. Plenty of them.]
I'm not the first one to note that this world isn't safe.
[And there's the text, moments later.]
Aqua and Magma tried to save the world by destroying each other. Some of you try to save the world by destroying me.
Will you succeed this time?
[The next shot is a bit more casual than most of this nature, though as usual, it seems to be set up across a table of some sort. It's his stance that's different; "Seth" has one forearm braced against the wood, and he's leaning forward heavily enough for his stance to look idle, almost bored. As usual, his face isn't in the shot, but if you look you can see the usual Team Rocket insignia emblazoned across his chest; his free hand is holding one of those white cards that he uses to communicate sometimes, pinning it between gloved fingers; the words written out in thick, blocky writing, traced over multiple times to obscure any sort of distinctive handwriting.
The second shot is almost identical to the first; only the writing on the card has changed.
ONE WEEK.
[OOC]
[While the IC timing of this is going to be as he said – the attack will be taking place on the 14th of the month – the log itself will go up on the 10th and will be forward-dated, to circumvent possible continuity issues.
More details about how we're going to run this thing will be forthcoming!]
Rocket Frequency; Audio
[First she gets a swird-monster, then the chance to cut loose in battle against a bunch of pirate LARPers, and now this? The holidays last a long time in Johto, it seems.]
[anon text/rocket frequency]
Re: [Rocket Frequency]
[Fun as you are, sir, it's not enough fun to make her change formats.]
If you're lucky, that stupid goat might show up again.
[Bitter? Nui? Noooooooo.]
no subject
Not fond of our divine savior, I take it.
no subject
[It's definitely not because Arceus actually took her to task for the way she treats her Pokémon, nope.]
They were so close to actually doing something!
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But then, where I'm from we don't usually experience such obvious interference at the hands of God, either.
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[Her boss comes pretty close, in Nui's opinion, but even Nui wouldn't try claiming that as being literal. Probably.]
Would it be spoiling anything particularly juicy to ask if you've got a contingency in place if the holy goat shows his face during your fun?
no subject
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[It's still a Pokémon right? That means it should take damage. =s>If it bleeds they can kill it.]
no subject
Given that I believe "god" is a Pokémon as well, I imagine it adheres to the usual rules. Injure it enough and it will faint; throw enough Pokéballs at it and it should be captured eventually.
I wouldn't be interested in destroying it when a possibility like that exists.