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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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- @fullmetal,
- @gordon cole,
- @hikari yagami,
- @isaac mcdougal: non-fail junior,
- @kayneth archibald e-rank luck,
- @lightning farron,
- @our future cobra commander overlord,
- @sasuke uchiha,
- @shinn asuka,
- being you guys is suffering,
- come at me bro,
- engaging in heresy,
- how edgy of you,
- i am superior,
- no sense of self-preservation,
- 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]
[text]
why the hell do you do this? the attacks, I mean
and don't give me some "take over the world" bullshit
[Because that's the most idiotic thing he's ever heard and he judges Cobra for it.]
[Anonymous Text]
I have several reasons for doing what I do; some are personal, some are not. Monetary gain and recognition within the organization are two reasons. "It's what I'm good at doing" is another. I'm interested in seeing how things pan out is yet another. There are a few others that I doubt you'd be interested in, but those are the primary ones.
[text]
[He'll just frown and shake his head on his end. He can't... really comprehend reasons like those.]
and you're okay with hurting people just for that?
[Anonymous Text forever!]
[text forever!!]
[... Sorry, he just felt compelled to say that. Now where was he...]
anyway you're saying we can ask you things to learn something bout you so I guess I can have some
your birthday
favorite food
favorite pokémon
favorite color
real name would be nice too
[... There is probably some point to those DON'T QUESTION IT]
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Early April. The eighth, to be precise; I don't broadcast it to the network, nor do I celebrate it.
I'm not picky; I'll eat just about anything put in front of me, and I don't have much preference either way. This is usually only an issue when I eat alone, which is very rarely the case.
I don't have one. I'm partial to the ones I've raised, but that's presumably because I raised them. I suppose it's an individual thing.
Red. I know that's a bit stereotypical/to be expected, but no, it's not because I revel in the blood of my enemies or what have you.
And I've already given you a name. I don't feel like making one up to satisfy you.
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hey you said the part bout blood not me
and you've never wanted to give a name up until now so don't expect me to buy this one's real
one more thing
where are you gonna attack next?
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You're more than welcome to believe whatever you like regarding my name; at least you have something to call me now, if nothing else. I don't believe you'll use it, but the option is there should you so desire.
As for the next attack, I'm afraid I can't disclose that, simply because I'm not certain what my next orders will be. They may come before I've decided for myself, or before the next attack I have planned will be convenient. As such, I have no way to know.
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why don't you gimme a call once you've decided then?
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Make it interesting enough and I may consider.
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[As much as he hates to admit it.]
now if you lemme know beforehand? that's more like it. we can at least be in the same town at the time you do something and I can finally meet you face to face. and before you ask, no, I wouldn't tell the police. knowing 'em, they'd do shit bout it anyway
you up for the challenge?
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You would come alone? Or would I be dealing with you and several of your friends? Given that you're talking about an even field, I hope you're implying the former.
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Where are you now, if you don't mind my asking?
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and I've got one more thing to ask you if I still have time
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