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explosivecombat) wrote2012-09-03 08:47 pm
explosivecombat) wrote2012-09-03 08:47 pm
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- so fucking flawless,
- surprisingly not plotting anyone's death,
- ten points to ego,
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- well that's needlessly sinister,
- why we can't have nice things
016. [Anonymous Text + Images]
[And tonight, with no fanfare, a text hits the network. Completely anonymous, as always; those who have done their homework would recognize the 'Gear number as the one ascribed to the device that's been showing off several other attacks that have been broadcast to the network.]
Good evening, Johto.
The last few times we've spoken have been a bit unbalanced, wouldn't you agree?
[Ah, there are the pictures. Still images from the attack on the square in front of the Goldenrod Department Store, along with a few other images - the attack on the Kimono Girls and against a few random civilians, the Goldenrod Pokémon Center being destroyed. Little unpleasantries like that. Scroll past them and the text will pick back up, don't worry.]
You've told me so much about yourselves, during those attacks. I've gotten to know several of you quite well, actually.
For the time being, I would like to even the playing field a little. It will keep things interesting, I think.
From the time that you contact me onward, you have an hour to ask me anything you like. I can't guarantee you'll like or be satisfied with the answers, but it'll be better than nothing, I imagine; anything is up for discussion, short of my current location.
And don't worry - I'll introduce myself, just to spare you some time.
[There's one more image after the text ends; it's the sort of picture that usually closes out these transmissions to the network - a shot of the Rocket agent in question from the chest down to about the waist. The room behind him is dark, though it appears to be a meeting room of some sort, if you squint; the Rocket insignia emblazoned across his shirt is clearly visible above his hands, which are obscured by the pale gloves that come with the uniform. Instead of the usual Pokéballs clasped in his hands, however, there's a white card with a few words written on it in thick, blocky writing, as though someone had written the letters and gone over them repeatedly, rendering them unidentifiable through handwriting alone. The words are highly visible, standing out against the stark, glaring white of the card in the flash of the camera:
MY NAME IS SETH.
PLEASED TO MAKE YOUR ACQUAINTANCE.]
Good evening, Johto.
The last few times we've spoken have been a bit unbalanced, wouldn't you agree?
[Ah, there are the pictures. Still images from the attack on the square in front of the Goldenrod Department Store, along with a few other images - the attack on the Kimono Girls and against a few random civilians, the Goldenrod Pokémon Center being destroyed. Little unpleasantries like that. Scroll past them and the text will pick back up, don't worry.]
You've told me so much about yourselves, during those attacks. I've gotten to know several of you quite well, actually.
For the time being, I would like to even the playing field a little. It will keep things interesting, I think.
From the time that you contact me onward, you have an hour to ask me anything you like. I can't guarantee you'll like or be satisfied with the answers, but it'll be better than nothing, I imagine; anything is up for discussion, short of my current location.
And don't worry - I'll introduce myself, just to spare you some time.
[There's one more image after the text ends; it's the sort of picture that usually closes out these transmissions to the network - a shot of the Rocket agent in question from the chest down to about the waist. The room behind him is dark, though it appears to be a meeting room of some sort, if you squint; the Rocket insignia emblazoned across his shirt is clearly visible above his hands, which are obscured by the pale gloves that come with the uniform. Instead of the usual Pokéballs clasped in his hands, however, there's a white card with a few words written on it in thick, blocky writing, as though someone had written the letters and gone over them repeatedly, rendering them unidentifiable through handwriting alone. The words are highly visible, standing out against the stark, glaring white of the card in the flash of the camera:
MY NAME IS SETH.
PLEASED TO MAKE YOUR ACQUAINTANCE.]
[Text] I can't let ALL of his influences be good ones, now can I? ;) Let's see how this goes.
He has to know more about what's going on.
The man is playing an untrustworthy gambit, though. He's revealing his name and part of himself, and although normally that low light would be enough for Sasuke to discern his appearance in detail... He just couldn't do that now. Not without his Sharingan.
Eventually he does come up with his first questions, frowning down at the pokégear and pondering leaving out his identity. This man won't know who he is though; in this world, he has no reputation. Contacting this man won't give away his location or anything other than his name, if what he knows about the pokégear is right. It's worth the risk just to know what the answers are, for even false information could be valuable.]
Why did you attack those areas? And why give out information so freely?
[Anonymous Text] I should certainly say not, haha. (And don't worry about the edits; I do it too.)
As for why...I have many reasons, although I suppose most are personal. Part of it is for monetary gain and recognition within my organization of employ; part of it is because this is, quite simply, what I do and what I'm good at. Among other things.
No one ever has just one reason for doing things, I've found. I'm no exception.
[Text] Good, I am not the only edit monster in Route. =w=
[Anonymous Text forever!] Ahhh, no, far from! ♥
[Text forever!] Sorry for the slow by the way, brain kinda fizzled on this one.
What's the name of the organization?
Don't worry, the last couple of days have been pretty flat-out horrible for tagging for me
The organization is called Team Rocket - don't look at me, as I didn't name it - and I suspect you'll be hearing quite a bit about it, the longer you stay here.
Yeah, life kinda sucks like that.
Where and when is your next attack going to be?
[Not that he's planning to interfere (or so he's telling himself), but he wants to observe and find out more about Team Rocket in general. Even if the operation he asks about changes after he's done talking to this 'Seth' guy, it can be a vital clue to help him figure out what their purpose is.]
I can't really deny that tbh
So for now? I can't say that I know for sure.
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[He knows he doesn't have a lot of time left at this point, and although he's seen the results of grander operations
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And I'd say that you can expect to see more of my work in the future, yes. I can't give an exact date, or even an exact timeframe, but I don't intend to stop anytime soon.
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Maybe it's the same way that Konoha would ordinarily seem like a criminal den to the rest of the world.]