Solf J Kimblee (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
explosivecombat) wrote2012-04-19 01:07 pm
explosivecombat) wrote2012-04-19 01:07 pm
Entry tags:
- !ic,
- *action,
- *video,
- @crow hogan,
- @dr kato (hopefully not in a dress),
- @envy,
- @esteemed brigadier general roy mustang,
- @frank archer's utter lack of subtlety,
- @gorthan and his biology,
- @isaac mcdougal: non-fail junior,
- @ivan braginsky (soviet union),
- @john egbert,
- @luke triton (clive dove),
- @lust,
- @ryuunosuke uryuu's sense of cool,
- admittedly kind of asking for it,
- also dorian,
- also nagara,
- because awesome that's why,
- fuckin' technology how does it work,
- good ideas are clearly relative concepts,
- hell are you even,
- itp: we discuss god,
- kimblee is overstimulated,
- my logic is flawless,
- no sense of self-preservation,
- not slacking off for once,
- one-man army,
- pokespe tactics (don't work well here),
- sanity is so passé,
- stupidly dangerous battling tactics,
- this is really stupid,
- this skill is never going to be useful,
- tonight we're going hard,
- why we can't have nice things
011. [Video/Action for outside of Goldenrod City]
[VIDEO/ACTION]
[Today's episode of Oh God, What: Solf J Kimblee Edition is brought to you by a Pokégear that seems to have been knocked to the ground; the shot is incredibly lopsided and at least some of the action is out of view of the camera, but more than enough is visible to convey that there is what appears to be a raging battle going on between a rather high-leveled Ninetales and an unbelievably annoyed Steelix over there. The battle doesn't look like the uncontrolled flailfest that it would be if either Pokémon were rampaging or beyond a trainer's guidance, but if it's a training battle, it's a hideously uneven one - the Steelix is obviously far weaker and at a type disadvantage - and there doesn't appear to be a trainer anywhere immediately nearby.
Of course, if you still don't see said trainer after a moment of looking, it's possible that you're just not looking high enough.
Clearly, today Kimblee has decided that he isn't content to just watch battles from the sidelines, as he's currently commanding this half of the battle from on top of the Steelix. He's trained Dorian well enough to attack unprompted if necessary; right now, he's crouched down on one knee atop Nagara's head, keeping a one-handed grip on the steelsnake and holding his fedora on with the other hand.
He doesn't seem to mind that Dorian is slinging full-out fire attacks at him now, nor does he even seem aware of the heat flowing through the metal of Nagara's body on any level other than purely physical; if you can get a good look at him when Nagara is holding reasonably still, he's flinching a good amount physically and shifting his grip quite a bit, indicating that he's definitely feeling the burn through his clothes, but he doesn't seem inclined to jump down - if anything, he's laughing as the battle rages on, that long ponytail and the length of his white trenchcoat flowing out behind him, and for all intents and purposes he seems to be having a grand old time.
Granted, those who know him reasonably well probably know that the reckless behavior and manic laughter are signs that he's neither pleased nor feeling particularly sane; he's taking the failed attack against Goldenrod City as a personal insult, and he's got a lot of steam that needs to be let out as a result. As such, today's training session is horrendously harsh; as soon as he gets any sort of indication that Nagara is being weakened too badly by the flames - and he seems fairly used to the way battle feels from up here, so he can tell - he's immediately throwing down healing items so she can keep going.
At the same time, Kimblee can't keep it up forever, and really neither can his Steelix. He'll stop eventually, much to the poor thing's relief; she lowers her head to let him down, though he doesn't seem too inclined to move yet - rather, he has his eyes closed and seems to be focusing on catching his breath, and ignoring the fact that he's likely burned himself in several locations. Eventually, however, he does seem to notice that the 'Gear took a hell of a fall somewhere along the lines; he picks it up and snaps it off without checking it, promptly ending and sending the feed the thing had been been broadcasting without being too aware of what he's doing.
However tired he may be - and he does seem incredibly tired, in those brief moments he's visible up-close on the 'Gear; he's been doing damn near suicidal training all day - there's still a tight sense of energy to him, and his gaze is alive; he doesn't seem able to calm himself very well, and it's incredibly likely he'll move on to something else completely idiotic by the end of the day if he's not distracted by anything.]
[Today's episode of Oh God, What: Solf J Kimblee Edition is brought to you by a Pokégear that seems to have been knocked to the ground; the shot is incredibly lopsided and at least some of the action is out of view of the camera, but more than enough is visible to convey that there is what appears to be a raging battle going on between a rather high-leveled Ninetales and an unbelievably annoyed Steelix over there. The battle doesn't look like the uncontrolled flailfest that it would be if either Pokémon were rampaging or beyond a trainer's guidance, but if it's a training battle, it's a hideously uneven one - the Steelix is obviously far weaker and at a type disadvantage - and there doesn't appear to be a trainer anywhere immediately nearby.
Of course, if you still don't see said trainer after a moment of looking, it's possible that you're just not looking high enough.
Clearly, today Kimblee has decided that he isn't content to just watch battles from the sidelines, as he's currently commanding this half of the battle from on top of the Steelix. He's trained Dorian well enough to attack unprompted if necessary; right now, he's crouched down on one knee atop Nagara's head, keeping a one-handed grip on the steelsnake and holding his fedora on with the other hand.
He doesn't seem to mind that Dorian is slinging full-out fire attacks at him now, nor does he even seem aware of the heat flowing through the metal of Nagara's body on any level other than purely physical; if you can get a good look at him when Nagara is holding reasonably still, he's flinching a good amount physically and shifting his grip quite a bit, indicating that he's definitely feeling the burn through his clothes, but he doesn't seem inclined to jump down - if anything, he's laughing as the battle rages on, that long ponytail and the length of his white trenchcoat flowing out behind him, and for all intents and purposes he seems to be having a grand old time.
Granted, those who know him reasonably well probably know that the reckless behavior and manic laughter are signs that he's neither pleased nor feeling particularly sane; he's taking the failed attack against Goldenrod City as a personal insult, and he's got a lot of steam that needs to be let out as a result. As such, today's training session is horrendously harsh; as soon as he gets any sort of indication that Nagara is being weakened too badly by the flames - and he seems fairly used to the way battle feels from up here, so he can tell - he's immediately throwing down healing items so she can keep going.
At the same time, Kimblee can't keep it up forever, and really neither can his Steelix. He'll stop eventually, much to the poor thing's relief; she lowers her head to let him down, though he doesn't seem too inclined to move yet - rather, he has his eyes closed and seems to be focusing on catching his breath, and ignoring the fact that he's likely burned himself in several locations. Eventually, however, he does seem to notice that the 'Gear took a hell of a fall somewhere along the lines; he picks it up and snaps it off without checking it, promptly ending and sending the feed the thing had been been broadcasting without being too aware of what he's doing.
However tired he may be - and he does seem incredibly tired, in those brief moments he's visible up-close on the 'Gear; he's been doing damn near suicidal training all day - there's still a tight sense of energy to him, and his gaze is alive; he doesn't seem able to calm himself very well, and it's incredibly likely he'll move on to something else completely idiotic by the end of the day if he's not distracted by anything.]
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[WHY ARE YOU OKAY WITH THIS.]
Well, not to disappoint you, but I'm from Amestris; that likely doesn't mean anything to you, but I'm entirely human, at least.
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[...And for a moment Ryuunosuke's expression darkens. Just imagine what he could do to such a sweet, innocent girl~]
[And then suddenly he's smiling brightly again!]
I'm not familiar with it, but it's nice to meet you! Oh, my name's Uryuu Ryuunosuke.
[He hasn't introduced himself by full name to anyone else, but this guy is cool.]
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lawd
could you be any more obviously crazy, bbthing]
Solf J Kimblee. Believe me, it's a pleasure.
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Nice to meet you, sir! So, are you here to get the badge in town? I doubt the Gym Leader will give you any trouble.
[Not like he's really seen her in action, but he has poked around the Gym a bit before giving up. Gastlies aren't very useful against Normal-types for some reason.]
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[He shrugs. This world is cool enough. Once the novelty of having little fighting monsters wears off, he'll use them to kill people. That should be really cool!]
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[He shrugs again. No big deal!]
He's really tall and has... a really distinctive face. And no beard, actually.
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...your world certainly sounds like an interesting one, I'll grant you that much.
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Not really. I mean, I didn't know anything about this magic thing until a little while ago. But apparently I have the "Magic Circuits" required to summon a Servant so! I guess that makes me capable of using magic!
[Which is kind of cool. Maybe he'll try to learn some of it when he gets back!]
But otherwise it's really boring.
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[WHAT ARE YOU EVEN TALKING ABOUT]
Surely you don't mean literal magic? Miracles and the like?
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[Kittyface~]
Yeah, I mean literal magic! Bluebeard uses magic all the time! He created some kind of safe haven for us and has used magic to keep people alive for longer than they really should have been. And he can do so much more!
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[WHAT. ARE. YOU.]
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Yes! Think about it this way - all sorts of horrible things happen all the time, right? Why doesn't God put a stop to them? People preach about how He's such a loving, caring God - but then why doesn't he interfere when say, a murderer is running around, killing innocent people?
[Ryuunosuke spreads his arms, tilting his head upward as if addressing God Himself.]
They're right, in part! He is a loving God! He loves everyone, including those murderers! He's just like us - He gets bored and He wants some entertainment! So the murderers and the other "villains" in this world are there for Him! They provide entertainment for Him! No one understands them quite like God does!
[He laughs and drops his arms back to his sides.]
So yeah, I do think it was a miracle. God decided that it would be interesting to see what I could do with help from Bluebeard, so He allowed me to summon Bluebeard! I'm sure I haven't disappointed Him!
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But surely you realize that just as many arguments can be made for God simply not existing - why do you choose to believe in such an entity at all?
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[Ryuunosuke tips his head slightly. It isn't something he's considered at all - it's certainly possible, and to a cynic, it would certainly be a very good explanation.]
I guess I just like the idea of a God existing!
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Either way, Kimblee doesn't seem bothered by that, nor is he about to argue in favor of atheism; he actually knows better by now, or at the very least he thinks he has a decent idea.]
Well! I wouldn't worry about it, really; I can tell you now that you aren't wrong in your assumptions. I don't know that we would call Him 'God', but there is an entity where I come from that's very, very similar.
[He pauses for a brief moment, thinking; he's discussed this with Father before, but the conversations were strange - they had been very straightforward while not really explaining very much at all, at least not in a way that Kimblee could understand at the time. Now that he has a bit more...ah, firsthand experience with the way the soul works, some of it makes a bit more sense, but...]
I know He wants happiness for those that inhabit the world; it's simply a matter of finding and creating that happiness for oneself. He doesn't interfere with or dictate that happiness, or where His creations happen to find it; all He asks of us is that we maintain a balance that's sustainable by the world. And this explains the murderers and the villains and all those who would be considered wicked by most - without shadow there can be no light, without evil no goodness and the like. It's all a matter of maintaining balance; ensuring the continuing power of Equivalent Exchange.
So while I believe that conflict definitely does serve a purpose, if 'God' truly received no pleasure from watching us stumble through life trying to find happiness in any way that we see fit, He wouldn't have made that balance so essential to the world. Really, He's unleashed some rather hideous terrors upon the world Himself; just because He wants us to learn things for ourselves doesn't mean He's not amusing Himself with the lessons.
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That's it! That's perfect! That's just how I see it! Incredible!
[He punches a fist in the air enthusiastically.]
That's the kind of God I'd love to meet! You met Him in your world? That's incredible! How was it? Was He just like you imagined Him to be? How did you manage to meet Him? Oh, are you dead? That would be so cool!
[...Don't mind him, he's just a bit crazy.]