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explosivecombat) wrote2012-09-03 08:47 pm
explosivecombat) wrote2012-09-03 08:47 pm
Entry tags:
- !ic,
- **anonymous,
- *text,
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- being you guys is suffering,
- come at me bro,
- engaging in heresy,
- how edgy of you,
- i am superior,
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- raid on the city knock out evil tusks,
- sanity is so passé,
- so fucking flawless,
- surprisingly not plotting anyone's death,
- ten points to ego,
- texting into the void,
- the greater internet fuckwad theory,
- this is gonna suck,
- this is really stupid,
- 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.]
[Anonymous Text forever]
As it is, I take it you're not one of them.
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But what's that matter to you? Aren't the reckless ones more fun?
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I'm not an amateur; I don't need people to hand me my victories - as I've said, I like a challenge. People who strategize and actually use their heads are more challenging for me, therefore they're more satisfying in combat.
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You say they're more satisfying in combat, but have you actually fought any while you've been here? Goldenrod seemed to be full of reckless people when you made this kind of broadcast before.
[At least, she thinks it was him. How many people named Seth can there be? Especially when they make broadcasts like this.]
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As for those I've battled, I've fought against a few here and there. Although when it comes to Goldenrod, I was neither surprised nor disappointed by that; there's a difference between that sort of demonstration and any sort of battle where all parties are prepared. I'm well aware of this; however, I'm not opposed to a battle against one who's had time to prepare themselves.
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Are you leading up to something with this, or is it mere curiosity?
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It can't be both? You could say I don't like not knowing who I'm dealing with and you wouldn't be wrong, but I might have other reasons at the same time.
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Allow me to rephrase my question, then, and be a bit more direct - are you challenging me?
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After all, if I hadn't said anything, I could just retain the status quo indefinitely, or at least until you find me on your own. Nothing would have to change, now, would it?
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Change happens whether or not either of us would want it. It has a way of sneaking up on people no matter how much they fight against it.
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Given that you've asked me in the past about my own motivations, I have to question what yours might be. Are you one of those that finds themselves prone to trying to save the world, or is there a more personal reason? That first part isn't intended to be condescending, by the way; I've known several of those who are like that. I have great respect for at least one of them.
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[Okay, so it's not as simple as that, but a woman is entitled to her secrets in a conversation like this, really. He's not saying everything, either.]