030. [Anon Text + Images.]

[explosivecombat]

[Well, good afternoon, network - it's been a few months since this particular device has been active. There's an ID assigned to it, of course; those familiar with Team Rocket's activities in the past may recognize it as belonging to the individual calling himself Seth.

He's been inactive lately, as far as crime goes; that doesn't mean he hasn't been busy.

Today's message comes with a few lines of text and an attachment; the text is definitely deliberate, to say the least.]

What does this world mean to you? Do you think it's something worth protecting, or would you rather sit on the sidelines and watch it burn? This place is more than sunshine and Pokémon battles. If given the choice to make a difference, would you take it?

[As usual, there's a set of photos attached to the message; the first few show a desk in a nondescript room, covered in various mechanical things - those who are familiar with incendiary devices and triggers in your world will likely recognize them. The rest?

Those are bombs. A lot of bombs.

The last two are the usual shot of the Rocket member in question, in full Team uniform and shot from about chest-level, keeping his face and other defining features out of the shot. He's not holding anything stolen this time around; rather, it's one of those white cards that he's used to deliver messages before, the words written on it scrawled out in thick, blocky lettering as though someone had gone over the words repeatedly, obscuring any sort of distinctive handwriting for the sake of making it far less identifiable.

LET'S HAVE A WAR.

The final shot is similar to the first; only the card has changed.

OLIVINE CITY.

YOU HAVE THREE DAYS.]

Comments

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[tearsofademon]

I mostly meant you. War sucks. You don't want to start one, trust me.

[explosivecombat]

Really. My experiences have always been to the contrary.

[tearsofademon]

Seriously? All it is is people dying pointlessly.

[explosivecombat]

If it's completely pointless, then I hate to tell you this but your country is terrible at holding wars.

[tearsofademon]

I don't see any reason to care about who owns what land or bothersome things like that. And that still doesn't make it suck any less.

[explosivecombat]

And of course, because you don't care, no one else should either.

I'm actually impressed at how spoiled you are.

[tearsofademon]

You don't know half of what I've seen.

[explosivecombat]

I only know what you tell me, and you're making a poor case for yourself.

[tearsofademon]

So what, you actually enjoy watching people - comrades, enemies, civilians, take your pick - die on the battlefield?

[explosivecombat]

When did I say that?

I enjoy the conflict. The death is an inevitable byproduct.

[tearsofademon]

I figure the only people who wouldn't see that war sucks must somehow be actually sick enough to enjoy the death it brings.

[explosivecombat]

No, it's quite the opposite in my case. But that's really neither here nor there, and I'm not sure what sort of satisfaction getting an answer from me will bring you.

[tearsofademon]

Why try to bring it here, then? This country doesn't need something bothersome like that. Nowhere does, but especially not here.

[explosivecombat]

Why do you think?

I'll tell you if you're right, don't worry; I just want to see how your mind works.

[tearsofademon]

The only reason I can think of is that you're a sick asshole who's bored and somehow thinks that war is fun.

[explosivecombat]

You're a bit off, but you know, I'm all right with you thinking that.

So you go on ahead.

[tearsofademon]

You know, normal people wouldn't be okay with someone thinking that way about them.

[explosivecombat]

Well-spotted.

The next question is when I claimed to be normal, or when I claimed to be human in the first place.

[tearsofademon]

You're seriously a pain, you know that?

[explosivecombat]

I'm threatening to destroy a city; I'm not sure what you expected.