explosivecombat | 010. [Anonymous Images + Text/Possible Action for Ecruteak City]

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010. [Anonymous Images + Text/Possible Action for Ecruteak City]

[ANONYMOUS IMAGES/TEXT]

[It's been a while since the last anonymously-sent post like this hit the network - images sent from an individual obviously from Team Rocket, depicting seemingly random attacks on NPC trainers and showing proof of the Pokémon that had been stolen from them.

Three weeks later, there's another set; judging by the content, your anonymous friend seems to be getting a bit bolder, given that these pictures aren't showing completely random NPCs anymore.

Those who have been to Ecruteak City have surely heard of the theatre near the middle of town, where the Kimono Girls put on quite the lovely show; from the look of it, it may be a while until they do another one. Two of them are depicted in the first image, lying unconscious, facedown on the floor; what's visible of the ground around them - and there isn't much - indicates that a battle had happened there minutes before the picture was taken. Obviously, it didn't end too well for the girls.

The following pictures are individual close shots of their faces, verifying that all five of them were "dealt with" (read: roughed up greatly); the angles are strangely aggressive, as though taken from directly over their unconscious bodies. The next is a shot not unlike one from the first set - a set of several Pokeballs in gloved hands, that familiar red R visible on the clothing of the person holding them; otherwise, any actual defining features on the individual holding them can't be seen in the image. The second-to-last picture is along the lines of the previous one, only decidedly more direct; the person is again holding things they've stolen, but this time the Pokémon have been released. Not all of them, as there are only two of them this time, as opposed to the several Pokéballs - but they're a pair of Eevees, obviously very young; they look...incredibly confused and kind of dazed, but generally unhurt. Anyone who knows what the Kimono Girls specialize in will likely get the idea behind this one being included - more proof of theft, really. And once more, no glimpses of the face of the person doing the stealing.

The last image is taken from further back, clearly from one of the seats in the audience; the stage is clearly visible, making it immediately obvious that whomever's sending the images wants to leave an impression.

There's a large, dark R singed into the stage. The flames were apparently quickly put out, as they're no longer smoldering; however, the damage to the stage is clear. The Kimono Girls have been arranged such that they're lying beneath the insignia; again, the last image is sent with a line of text accompanying it.]

We've been watching.

[EXPLANATIONS (OR, HOW WE LEARNED TO STOP WORRYING AND LOVE THIS SHIT)]

[The usage of Teleport had made several things a lot easier; training, for one. Given how rigorously Archer and Kimblee tended to train their Pokémon, it wasn't unheard of for them to utilize it to return to the Pokémon Centers in whatever city they were staying in several times a day. For the most part, this has been one of those days; they'd set out for training early in the morning, taking the usual stock of supplies with them and returning to the Center several times over the morning and early afternoon. Most in Ecruteak were used to their presence by now; it wouldn't look strange.

Of course, Teleport had other uses as well; creating locked-room mysteries was one of them.

Finding a time when the theatre hadn't been occupied had been more of a pain in the neck than it really should have been; those that had claimed the Kimono Girls were popular hadn't lied. But they were only human, after all, and breaks were required; this had been when they'd slipped into the theatre unnoticed.

It had been Archer who had pointed out that they really couldn't stand to be interrupted; usage of his Glaceon had taken care of that - taking a leaf out of Cobra's book, perhaps, as he'd frozen the doors to Whitney's gym shut on one memorable occasion.

Timing had been tight as hell, between the changes of clothes into and out of the TR uniform and actually getting the work done - to say nothing of the fact that the insignia on the stage had been an afterthought on Kimblee's part; this idea had been introduced to Archer by way of...er, Kimblee setting the stage on fire, because clearly he's nothing if not efficient. (It was probably good, at that point, that they were on a tight schedule; the time left for any arguments was minimal.)

When they had returned to the Pokémon Center via Teleport, they had been back in plainclothes; there was nothing particularly off, save for the fact that they looked...very alive, their gazes alert.

They ensured they were well away from the scene before actually sending the images they'd collected; the number they'd done to the doors would hopefully serve as...well, shameless time-wasting for anyone who got it into their heads to be big damn heroes. Back to the hotel, then; they would need to leave Ecruteak as soon as possible, and it was fortunate that they had no real reason to return.]

[OOC:]

[You are more than welcome to do action/mingling replies re: the theatre, though Kimblee and Archer are long gone; the doors have been frozen shut from the inside, so it may take a while to break in - at the same time, it was intended more as a warning for them while they worked (they would hear the cracking) and a temporary deterrent, not a permanent sealing-off, so the ice isn't particularly strong and can be broken/melted from the outside.

Responses to text will come from either or both of them; one of them is minding the Gear at all times, so somebody will respond.

...also yes, assault on the Kimono Girls is mod-approved!]

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Wow, why don't you just grow a pair and man up rather than constantly hiding in the shadows?

[[Emmy had been having quite the pleasant day, really; photographing the towers of Ecruteak City, particularly the one framed by beautiful trees. How breathtaking! She's going to like it here, she just knows it!

She's pulled out of her happy reverie when she hears the sound of a new text arriving.]]

Hm?

Hmph. Seems little sloppy.

[He'll ponder this for a moment.]

Then again... Death is not option here, is it?

[Same kind of photos, same style of vague text that's supposedly meant to sound threatening and clear message: whoever the mysterious anonymous person is, they're out to make Crow's day a hell.

He's sick of sitting back on it; he's tired of not being able to just track down the source of this shit, beat the crap out of them and be done with it. He just hates being helpless.

But let's face it, what can he do right now?]

the fuck do you think you're doing?!

[That is beautiful. Absolutely beautiful. So beautiful he's sending a video of him cackling approval to the number the broadcast came from.]

Congratulations on another job well done! I asssssume of course that you're ssssame one from before! If not, congratulations are still in order!

[And now applause. Seriously, he approves of all of this.]

[...oh, what she'd give to get these guys on a feed she could try to trace. What she'd give...]

You say you're watching us, but you go after the people who can't fight back instead of the ones who can. What, exactly, are you trying to prove?

[You know what, anonymous friend? When you leave your calling card somewhere, it's only reasonable to expect that someone's going to come knocking.

Not that you'll necessarily hear that knock, when it sounds. But then, maybe that's a lesson to be a little more careful about your wanton destruction and infliction of bodily injury on defenseless citizens, hmm?

With a little help from her Porygon, Carmen will just be over here trying her hand at hacking this anonymous feed, thanks. Come out, come out, wherever you are~]

[OOC: With permission from Kimblee-mun, as discussed via PM!]

Watching who?

_{[There are a lot of questions he could ask, but he settles with that one, agitated as he sends it off.]}

[Vincent can't help but smirk at these posts. He'd watched the last, silently judging the way Team Rocket were working now.

Perhaps he should have let them chip Valtiel? Still, he's better stealing than being someone's... grunt.]

I'm impressed.

You've got our attention. What do you want?

[Normally Isaac wouldn't respond. He hadn't responded to the first one because it looked like a desperate plea for attention. This is a larger scale of an attack though, and it's not sitting well with him.]

[No. NO. Not the girls! Anything but the girrrrlssss!!!! Danny runs over there just as soon as he gets the first pic. What's this? Door blocked? No problem!]

Cujo! Break it down! [The Houndoom makes quick work of that, and Danny runs in to confront...FAILURE.] No-!

[Luke watches the images, horrified.]

There's just no low you won't sink to is there?

[Well, guess who was on the way to Ecruteak and hoping to be able to watch a performance by the Kimono Girls.

But the item suddenly stricken off Gorthan's "places to see" list for his trip is not what's on his mind at the moment.

Gorthan has cried before, but he never thought he would cry tears of rage. And righteous rage, at that. At Team Rocket. At himself. At his own naivety, for ever believing that anyone in the organization could be an actual human being.

He is not going to sleep tonight. He will keep walking, running towards Ecruteak all night until he gets there - it should not be long by now. As soon as he arrives, he will see what can be done for those poor women - they're obviously in need of advanced medical attention, which Gorthan can provide - and their theatre.

However, any benevolence Gorthan may have had towards the anonymous poster is gone, and the scientist wants to make sure he knows that.]

There was a line, Anonymous. Do not expect any congratulations for crossing it.

Is-is that for a movie or something? It's a movie, right? Are those special photos from before the movie comes out or something?

[Desperately optimistic kid is desperate]

. . .
You guys are the type who laugh in a stupidly over dramatic fashion while you cause mayhem, aren't you?
The same ones who end up dying mid series because you're not good enough to be the main villain.

[Vanitas may have nothing to say in regards to the video, the photos, the Kimono girls laying there unconcious and the two baby Pokemon being stolen.. but it's because he can tell they're there for shock value.

But really? Those girls fed him a few times when he walked in there.

He'll be remembering this the way whoever it was wanted to remind people that they're still around.]

You won't get away with that.

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anonymous...haxxor?

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SO. MUCH. ACTION. 1/2