explosivecombat: (I like the way you think)
Solf J Kimblee ([personal profile] explosivecombat) wrote2011-11-03 11:56 pm

002. [Text/Action for Route 44]

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And a good evening to you, Johto.

Conversations with a few of you have shed some interesting light on opinions of exactly what it is we do here. The mandates we've received from the faceless entities that have brought us here make it very plain that we're supposed to humor them, to collect these 'badges' and essentially wander around for no real reason other than training these creatures and strengthening them - not so much a militaristic society as it is battle culture, if you will. However, others refer to these creatures as 'pets' or 'companions'; while I suppose the act of training these things may lead to bonds being formed, such people seem to have a different view of this world entirely.

I ask, then: from whatever standpoint you hold, be it one geared more toward companionship or more toward advancement - at what point does it become acceptable to you to release these creatures back into the wilderness? Surely there are some that aren't exactly battle-capable, or at least not as capable as others may be, and effort goes into their training; when do you decide that continuing to train them is no longer granting you benefit equal to the effort you're putting in?

I'll grant that "never" may be a perfectly valid answer, should your tendencies lean that way.


[ACTION]

[Well, whatever Kimblee was going on about before, it's clearly not affecting his relations with his own Pokémon any; he's currently standing beneath one of those trees on Route 43, though the white coat he's usually wearing makes him a bit obvious. He's always been a bit curious regarding what these things will do when not given orders, and he's keeping an eye on what appears to be a new member of his team from a distance; judging from the Swinub he's watching from a short distance away, apparently the answer is "generally snuffle about, and occasionally roll around for no real reason."

Of course, he seems to have another new one with him today - he did purchase two eggs from Xanxus, after all, and as a result Kimblee is now the proud owner of what seems to be the smuggest Vulpix on the planet.

...it doesn't help that Kimblee doesn't seem to have put the fox down since he hatched it, instead choosing to carry it around like a somewhat oversized cat. Seriously, Ernst Stavro Blofeld would look at him and tell him he's spoiling the damn thing.

His life, his choices, etc.]

[identity profile] hasearthbooks.livejournal.com 2011-11-09 09:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, aren't you the individualistic sort. If you are to follow what I'm about to say next, I will need you to broaden your focus a little. Also, let me borrow your words for a moment - don't assume you know anything about my society besides what I'm sharing with you.

[Hell, he's still in the process of figuring out how to tell you that he was born from a pumpkin-like thing. More likely, you'll never hear it.]

Should I be thankful that my judgement was set free? I am, on some days. It has made me able to contest the Council's decisions and orders, not only for my own benefit, but for other people's as well. It's a big responsibility, a role, or "slot", to use your terminology, that not many before me have filled.

And on some other days, the social stigma simply hurts. But I doubt you'll understand what that means if you keep seeing the individual as self-defined, as opposed to defined by the relationship with society and the general environment.

So, yes, perhaps I am able to live my life at a fuller extent than before. But at what cost? ... Certainly, one that I do not wish for any of my brothers to ever pay.