Solf J Kimblee (
explosivecombat) wrote2011-12-14 05:08 pm
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Entry tags:
- !ic,
- *action,
- *text,
- @envy,
- @esteemed brigadier general roy mustang,
- @frank archer's utter lack of subtlety,
- @fullmetal,
- @gorthan and his biology,
- @maes hughes,
- @mihoshi kuramitsu,
- @riku,
- admittedly less than fabulous,
- itp: ace alchemist investigations,
- just thought he'd ask,
- my logic is flawless,
- my tiny violin tho,
- really damn awful noises,
- slacking off like hell,
- texting into the void,
- this is really stupid
004. [Text/Action for Goldenrod City]
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[Three days gone, with no explanation.
Kimblee had awakened strangely on Tuesday, feeling as though he hadn't slept much at all, and throughout the day he'd been unable to shake it - it's the same sort of feeling he gets when when he's been overstimulated, maybe, or spent time on a particularly difficult assignment. He would have chalked that up to a simple failure at restful sleep - he's not immune, and it happens - but then he'd checked the Gear for the time and date.
Three days gone. No memories from those three days whatsoever.
That. Doesn't. Happen.
He'd spent most of the day more wary than usual; he doesn't like this any, nor does he like the fact that there's nothing he can do about it. Even the normal solace he finds in sound isn't coming to him; he usually finds the music in Johto to be a nice constant, but now it's just grating on him - hell, he can't even be sure that anyone else is hearing it at all, and that's no use to him whatsoever.
Bluntly put, he's been feeling disoriented, Johto makes next to no damn sense as it is, and this entire thing is leaving him just a bit irritable and not wanting to stay in one place for very long. So! Today he's out wandering around Goldenrod; he doesn't seem too terribly bothered by the snow, though the heavy coat he has on over his suit and the long, pale scarf he has wrapped around his neck and shoved into his collar is definitely helping, as are the gloves he usually wears. He's determined to find something to clear his head; after a while, he finds himself in front of a building that's both stupidly loud and gaudily done-up. He kind of tilts his head at it for a moment; the place is pretty much an exercise in sensory overstimulation, isn't it.
It's perfect.
He pauses for a moment before entering; the music playing softly through the streets is the same as it always was. He doesn't want to ask if anyone else is hearing it; that's just asking for trouble. However, there are ways to get some sort of response without asking directly. He pulls out his Gear briefly, sending out a quick message via Text before entering that...casino. Game Corner. Thing.]
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Has anyone been able to locate the source of the incessant stream of music, or is that another of those mysteries that we're encouraged to not think too much about?
[OOC: Action-wise, you're more than welcome to catch him outside the building itself...otherwise, he fully intends to spend the next good while wanting to kill a slot machine in the face, so he won't exactly be hard to meet up with if he's seen.]
[Three days gone, with no explanation.
Kimblee had awakened strangely on Tuesday, feeling as though he hadn't slept much at all, and throughout the day he'd been unable to shake it - it's the same sort of feeling he gets when when he's been overstimulated, maybe, or spent time on a particularly difficult assignment. He would have chalked that up to a simple failure at restful sleep - he's not immune, and it happens - but then he'd checked the Gear for the time and date.
Three days gone. No memories from those three days whatsoever.
That. Doesn't. Happen.
He'd spent most of the day more wary than usual; he doesn't like this any, nor does he like the fact that there's nothing he can do about it. Even the normal solace he finds in sound isn't coming to him; he usually finds the music in Johto to be a nice constant, but now it's just grating on him - hell, he can't even be sure that anyone else is hearing it at all, and that's no use to him whatsoever.
Bluntly put, he's been feeling disoriented, Johto makes next to no damn sense as it is, and this entire thing is leaving him just a bit irritable and not wanting to stay in one place for very long. So! Today he's out wandering around Goldenrod; he doesn't seem too terribly bothered by the snow, though the heavy coat he has on over his suit and the long, pale scarf he has wrapped around his neck and shoved into his collar is definitely helping, as are the gloves he usually wears. He's determined to find something to clear his head; after a while, he finds himself in front of a building that's both stupidly loud and gaudily done-up. He kind of tilts his head at it for a moment; the place is pretty much an exercise in sensory overstimulation, isn't it.
It's perfect.
He pauses for a moment before entering; the music playing softly through the streets is the same as it always was. He doesn't want to ask if anyone else is hearing it; that's just asking for trouble. However, there are ways to get some sort of response without asking directly. He pulls out his Gear briefly, sending out a quick message via Text before entering that...casino. Game Corner. Thing.]
[TEXT]
Has anyone been able to locate the source of the incessant stream of music, or is that another of those mysteries that we're encouraged to not think too much about?
[OOC: Action-wise, you're more than welcome to catch him outside the building itself...otherwise, he fully intends to spend the next good while wanting to kill a slot machine in the face, so he won't exactly be hard to meet up with if he's seen.]
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Finish it! Reversal!
[It's one of the only Fighting-type moves he actually has, and Reversal certainly is an interesting move. Maróczy charges at Dorian, prepared to land that move.]
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Kimblee will just be recalling him and sending out Carlisle again, then.]
Ancientpower.
[No kill like overkill.]
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[Alright, well at least he took out Dorian. That's not saying much, is it? Oh well, he'll return the dog and call out Lucena again. She's weak against Ice and Rock - that's what Ancientpower is, right? - but she can withstand hits like a boss, unlike the rest of his team.]
Faint Attack, again.
[There's... really nothing else he can do except hammer away at this thing at this point.]
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That Electrode is just going to be made of >8D until Kimblee actually issues the order. It's. Not going to be liking that order very much.]
Explosion!
[...well, on top of complete sudden death for Aya and whatever he manages to do to Lucena, there is now snow everywhere and Kimblee laughing like a goddamn maniac because as far as he is concerned, Aya just awesomed all over this battle.]
Beautiful - absolutely beautiful!
[...yep.]
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[And of course, as predicted, the Electrode explodes, taking out Lucena with it. Archer immediately shields his face from the snow (with his left arm, of course, because his default is to shield rather than run away, he's clearly a smart one).]
Dammit, Kimblee!
[Oh come on! That's cheating! Except it really isn't but. Shut up.]
[Fine! You'll just have to deal with the most annoying Abra on the planet, then! Alekhine is called out and... is fast asleep. Dammit, this is making him look bad.]
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So it seems you're not a total failure at gambling after all.
[Carlisle will just be sent out, then; thanks to Aya being utterly unconscious now, he managed to gain all of the experience from - ]
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it's only been one level, though, surely you're not evolving again]
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Kimblee's brain is just going to go gently weep for whatever was left of its rationality because really - ]
I'm not the only one seeing this, am I?
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[Please, like he couldn't get that much?
Shut up, gambling is hard, you don't understand.][...And then that shag carpet of yours is going to start evolving. Archer doesn't look anywhere near as traumatized, seeing as how he isn't aware that it just evolved.]
I wasn't aware it had another evolution. What the hell is it going to be now?
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[Well, actually it is, given that once his Abra gains a level it will evolve, and if he trades it, it will evolve again. Still, leveling up and evolving twice in a row? That doesn't seem right at all.]
What the hell did you do to it?
[Well, there's a Pokémon who can evolve into one of three species depending on if you use one of those super-expensive medicines or not... Maybe that's the case with this one?]
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[...oh, hold on. Carlisle isn't a magical girl here, the transformation is pretty much complete by now (as opposed to taking a good...year and a half to complete while sparkles fly all around. Also maybe dancing).]
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I approve! Carlisle, Strength!
[...if the stat spike from last time was any indication, that move is going to seriously hurt.]
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[.......................]
[...Oh.]
2 / 4 I lied
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[...Hang on... words, we can words...]
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[Well, we can sort of words!]
[Alekhine is taken out immediately - he has no defense to begin with, and that thing is ridiculously powerful. Okay. Well. This is going to suck isn't it. Just. Have a bat. Oh dear fuck.]
Confuse Ray! Make sure you hit this time!
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...okay, it's decidedly less awesome when Snow Cloak fails on him and Confuse Ray actually works, but that screaming is kind of letting Kimblee know that they're both aware of how screwed Archer is right now.]
Ice Shard -
[...or. Not. COME ON, CAN WE NOT BE ANTICLIMACTIC RIGHT NOW.]
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[No but seriously, what the shit is that. How the hell did it evolve again? Nothing makes sense anymore. Not that... anything ever made sense in this world to begin with...]
Poison Fang, Golbat!
[Okay, yeah, this bat has nothing good against a hulking mammoth, so let's just... try to Poison it or something?]
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Ancientpower, Carlisle!
[...well, at least he didn't smack himself this time.]
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[...And there goes the bat. Okay, that's going to take several days of pampering to fix. Ugh. Stupid happiness evolutions...]
Well, congratulations are in order, I suppose.
[...]
What the fuck is that thing?
[Nope, he's not getting over this any time soon.]
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[Despite his words, however, he is clearly still the smuggest thing, and he'll just be making his way through the snow to go get a better look at it. My god, Carlisle, you are massive.]
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[It's eight feet of mammoth, of course it's massive! That thing will destroy nations, Kimblee. Nations!]
[...But can we use this to our advantage though...?]
Well, I suppose it will come in handy against the Gym Leaders.
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[Checking his 'dex like the thundering dork he is, don't mind him - so excited, so excited - ]
Excellent.
[Clearly, he got that stat increase he wanted.]
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I take it he's improved, then?
[...Well, Kimblee certainly looks pleased, at least.]
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