Solf J Kimblee (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
explosivecombat) wrote2014-09-03 07:18 pm
explosivecombat) wrote2014-09-03 07:18 pm
Entry tags:
- !ic,
- *text,
- @ash,
- @carmen sandiego (here she is),
- @celestia ludenberg,
- @chihiro fujisaki,
- @cynthia (fe:a),
- @dist the rose (take him seriously),
- @envy,
- @isaac mcdougal: non-fail junior,
- admittedly kind of asking for it,
- i used to be hardcore,
- just thought he'd ask,
- my social skills are flawless,
- my standard fma character weakness tho,
- slacking off like hell,
- surprisingly not plotting anyone's death,
- texting into the void,
- this is really stupid,
- today we are tranquil for once,
- topped by baby pokemon,
- totally a serious villain shut up
036. [Text/Action for Goldenrod City]
As grateful as I am that it's no longer raining animals down from on high, it's debatable whether this is much better.
[And there's a shot of the interior of a florist shop – one that's normally well-kept, from the look of it, though the "normally" is a bit marred today; it's not quite bull-in-a-china-shop level of disarray, but it's obvious someone's been going through the flowers with reckless abandon today.
Or, well, something, given that the next shot is showing the area behind the counter; that...well, that certainly is a pair of very young-looking and clearly sleepy goats back there, all folded in on themselves and solidly out cold.]
Don't misunderstand me, they're adorable, but they're making it somewhat difficult for me to work.
As for the more important matters, for those who care: I'm in Goldenrod City for the time being – are these things everywhere, or just here? And it's worth noting that, like with the cats and dogs from earlier, they're not anything I recognize, either.
[And Kimblee can be found in that florist shop for the better part of the day today, actually, if anyone wants to speak to him in person; this is apparently just something he's going to do with himself when he's not terrorizing the network. It's mundane work to be sure, but it's surprisingly calming; granted, if you ask him to arrange anything for you, it's likely going to be very passive-aggressive if he doesn't feel you're being creative enough in your requests, so tread lightly lest you hand your beloved something that translates to "SORRY ABOUT YOUR TASTE."]
[And there's a shot of the interior of a florist shop – one that's normally well-kept, from the look of it, though the "normally" is a bit marred today; it's not quite bull-in-a-china-shop level of disarray, but it's obvious someone's been going through the flowers with reckless abandon today.
Or, well, something, given that the next shot is showing the area behind the counter; that...well, that certainly is a pair of very young-looking and clearly sleepy goats back there, all folded in on themselves and solidly out cold.]
Don't misunderstand me, they're adorable, but they're making it somewhat difficult for me to work.
As for the more important matters, for those who care: I'm in Goldenrod City for the time being – are these things everywhere, or just here? And it's worth noting that, like with the cats and dogs from earlier, they're not anything I recognize, either.
[And Kimblee can be found in that florist shop for the better part of the day today, actually, if anyone wants to speak to him in person; this is apparently just something he's going to do with himself when he's not terrorizing the network. It's mundane work to be sure, but it's surprisingly calming; granted, if you ask him to arrange anything for you, it's likely going to be very passive-aggressive if he doesn't feel you're being creative enough in your requests, so tread lightly lest you hand your beloved something that translates to "SORRY ABOUT YOUR TASTE."]
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[...actually.]
...I'm going to check on some things when I return tonight, to see if there's an explanation that we just haven't sought out yet. Otherwise, it's safe to assume that no one knows what's happening.
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[...Or is this a thing we don't discuss here?]
So um, what are you going to do with this other goat?
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I'm sure someone will offer to look after it eventually, if I can't find anything else to do with it.
[...yes, that may have been the point of the post. "Get this damn goat out of my damn shop."]
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Yeah, I guess that's true. Do you have any idea what type they are?
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POINTED LOOK AT YOU
REALLY, ISAAC]
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[GIVE HIM A BREAK OKAY]
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[Hmmm.]
At the very least they don't look poisonous.
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[...that is probably not what you wanted his logic to snag on there but welp]
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[...]
Bellsprout, I mean. The other two look poisonous, yeah.
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Perhaps I'm biased, given that I had to spend far too much time around them when I first arrived.
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[...]
Not because I want to hear how you were stuck in a bad situation or anything!
[SOCIAL IS HARD AND NO ONE UNDERSTANDS]
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[boy, calm down, it's not as hard as you think it is]
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[#triedsohard]
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Most wouldn't assume you're being sadistic, for reference; the logical assumption is curiosity rather than schadenfreude.
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[...Kimblee, that's not exactly comforting, coming from you.]
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[Why this, Kimblee.]
So... ignoring the goats, how's work been?
[He's so awful at small talk, save him.]