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."]
[action]
...well, actually, no, the goats were objectively less crazy than the rain of terrified kittens and smug poodles, but the situation was permitted to be crazier via the fact that she was trying to wrangle some of the more rambunctious goats and this had lead to her hopping onto one and it taking her on a bit of a ride.
Said ride takes them to a florist shop, so a bucking baby goat rushes in and jumps around in an attempt to shake off the rider, who is trying very, very hard to stay calm.]
Woah, kiddo, take this back outside...! You'll break something...!
no subject
...Ah.
[Good lord what the hell should he do about this there is no protocol for this and somehow he doubts just setting the fucking goat on fire would be appreciated]
You might want to get off of it, it doesn't seem terribly appreciative -
[KIMBLEE, REALLY.]
no subject
[SHE'S HOLDING ON REALLY HARD TO THOSE LITTLE GOAT HORN NUBS]
Besides, Pokemon love this kind of stuff! If you beat them, you establish dominance and they are your servant forever!
[AND SHE IS GOING TO WIN THIS...! but efforts to get out of the flower shop are... not particularly effective, even if she's trying to get the goat turned around...]