Solf J Kimblee (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
explosivecombat) wrote2013-05-09 11:51 am
explosivecombat) wrote2013-05-09 11:51 am
Entry tags:
- !ic,
- *audio,
- *text,
- @aradia megido,
- @barby,
- @carmen sandiego (here she is),
- @carter blake: bff 5ever,
- @crow hogan,
- @dist the rose (take him seriously),
- @envy,
- @frank archer's utter lack of subtlety,
- @ilya: partner in kittyface,
- @itachi uchiha,
- @jinguji ren,
- @karkat vantas' impressive profanity,
- @kayneth archibald e-rank luck,
- @king bowser,
- @lust,
- @miss rockbell,
- @mondo oowada,
- @obito uchiha's therapy no jutsu,
- @rude,
- @tsukiyomi ikuto,
- @wreck-it ralph: real johtan hero,
- admittedly less than fabulous,
- being you guys is suffering,
- hell are you even,
- i am superior,
- my social skills are flawless,
- my tiny violin tho,
- raid on the city knock out evil tusks,
- so fucking flawless,
- this is really stupid,
- why we can't have nice things
02X - Reintro. [Text/Locked Audio to the Rocket Frequency]
[TEXT]
[Well! Those of you on the network today will be greeted by a bit of audio late this morning, from a device ID that's been bouncing back all attempts at contact for the last several weeks.]
...Oh, that's cute.
[...well, if that wasn't the most triumphant return ever, I don't know what is.
At the very least, however, he seems to get over whatever he's almost audibly linefacing at long enough to realize that the device is recording something; he promptly switches the thing over to text - he's never really liked talking at the machine when he's addressing all of Johto.]
My, it seems this place does still have its sense of humor, doesn't it? And here I thought that perhaps I'd only lost three days at worst - it was a bit of a surprise to find out otherwise.
Ah, but that's neither here nor there, is it?
[Kimblee, hon.]
There's not much to report from home, unfortunately; however, it'll be a pleasure getting in contact with all of you again - hopefully you've all been at least reasonably well.
[Oh, well. At least he doesn't seem too off-put by the whole disappearing-for-a-month-and-a-half thing?]
[PRIVATE AUDIO - TEAM ROCKET FREQUENCY]
[...At least, not until the audio message that goes out over the private Rocket network a few minutes later; Kimblee's voice is cold and clipped, and the amiable "tone" from the text earlier is completely absent.
He has no idea if he still holds his rank or not; he suspects he doesn't. Like hell if he won't throw it around anyway. He's a bit displeased at his life basically being a .gif from Community, and he's going to figure out what in the good hell is going on if it kills him.]
This is Team Rocket Beta Solf J Kimblee, reporting back in for duty; to my superiors, I admit that I don't know what happened, but I assure you that it won't happen again.
To the rest of you - check in with me immediately, particularly if you're one of my subordinates. I'm receiving a lot of "ID Not Found" nonsense, and I need to know who's still present; given that and various things that I've had to hear about secondhand, I expect a full report regarding what happened here from someone, I'm not feeling particularly choosy right now.
New members to the organization - welcome to it, and you have my personal apologies for the disarray. For now, you're welcome to introduce yourselves; it'll serve you well to know that I'm good to those who are good to me. Again, prove yourself useful and you'll be rewarded.
None of this is a request. Allow me to make that much clear.
[...oh dear. Well. At least he's not in much position to actually do anything at the moment - this is Team Rocket we're talking about, and if somebody's on the network very vocally overstating their importance and/or competence, that means it's pretty much a day ending in Y.]
[Well! Those of you on the network today will be greeted by a bit of audio late this morning, from a device ID that's been bouncing back all attempts at contact for the last several weeks.]
...Oh, that's cute.
[...well, if that wasn't the most triumphant return ever, I don't know what is.
At the very least, however, he seems to get over whatever he's almost audibly linefacing at long enough to realize that the device is recording something; he promptly switches the thing over to text - he's never really liked talking at the machine when he's addressing all of Johto.]
My, it seems this place does still have its sense of humor, doesn't it? And here I thought that perhaps I'd only lost three days at worst - it was a bit of a surprise to find out otherwise.
Ah, but that's neither here nor there, is it?
[Kimblee, hon.]
There's not much to report from home, unfortunately; however, it'll be a pleasure getting in contact with all of you again - hopefully you've all been at least reasonably well.
[Oh, well. At least he doesn't seem too off-put by the whole disappearing-for-a-month-and-a-half thing?]
[PRIVATE AUDIO - TEAM ROCKET FREQUENCY]
[...At least, not until the audio message that goes out over the private Rocket network a few minutes later; Kimblee's voice is cold and clipped, and the amiable "tone" from the text earlier is completely absent.
He has no idea if he still holds his rank or not; he suspects he doesn't. Like hell if he won't throw it around anyway. He's a bit displeased at his life basically being a .gif from Community, and he's going to figure out what in the good hell is going on if it kills him.]
This is Team Rocket Beta Solf J Kimblee, reporting back in for duty; to my superiors, I admit that I don't know what happened, but I assure you that it won't happen again.
To the rest of you - check in with me immediately, particularly if you're one of my subordinates. I'm receiving a lot of "ID Not Found" nonsense, and I need to know who's still present; given that and various things that I've had to hear about secondhand, I expect a full report regarding what happened here from someone, I'm not feeling particularly choosy right now.
New members to the organization - welcome to it, and you have my personal apologies for the disarray. For now, you're welcome to introduce yourselves; it'll serve you well to know that I'm good to those who are good to me. Again, prove yourself useful and you'll be rewarded.
None of this is a request. Allow me to make that much clear.
[...oh dear. Well. At least he's not in much position to actually do anything at the moment - this is Team Rocket we're talking about, and if somebody's on the network very vocally overstating their importance and/or competence, that means it's pretty much a day ending in Y.]
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The entire student body...unfortunately, I'm not terribly familiar with how most other worlds' education systems are laid out; my apologies in advance. I'm assuming either secondary school or a university of some sort?
And more to the point, I would like to hear more about this control of yours. Do go on.
1/2
[She looks...confused. Give her a minute.
Dot. Dot. Dot. CLICK!]
2/2
[No one calls it that, so she was a bit lost. Easy enough to figure out, but it had her there for a few seconds.]
Anyway, the school itself is rather large, as it's the only high school in a rather large city. I was able to have my fellow classmates hailing me as a queen with little, if any difficulty at all. Although my "reign" ended abruptly...at first.
Are you familiar with ghosts, Mr. Kimblee?
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His expression flickers a little at that, but it's back to the usual placidity before it slips too far.]
Ah...I suppose that depends on how we're defining "ghosts," Miss Barby. I'm familiar with this world's version, and I'm more than familiar with the souls of the dead in my world, but those were two very different experiences.
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The souls of then dead, in this case. I died back home [Don't ask how.] and became one...although ghosts where I'm from are very different than most...I think.
[Who knows with all these weird worlds and whatnot.]
Becoming one, I was able to maintain my position in the school just the same as how I did alive, except I had a certain...edge over the more unruly students. I believe you could call it...pheromones?
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...ah, unfortunately, I can't say I'm familiar with the term, no...some sort of mind control, I'm assuming?
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Wait. She's got it.]
...are you at all familiar with the Vespiquen line?
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Far more than I would like to be.
This is going south quickly
It's kind of doing the polar opposite of properly escalating, yes
...oh wait just a minute.]
That's how you kept control of your school.
[It's not...exactly a question, but at the same time, it is incredulous as hell, dear lord.]
She climbed so high only to fall so hard...it's pretty impressive, actually
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