Yagyuu Hiroshi (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
usedlaserbeam) wrote2012-02-15 10:25 pm
usedlaserbeam) wrote2012-02-15 10:25 pm
Entry tags:
- always glorious always victorious,
- at least it's the off-season,
- because the sun never sets on cool,
- charming disarming and quite alarming,
- dammit niou don't take advantage of this,
- gonna fly like a pidgeot,
- i am fifteen and what is this,
- my pokeymans let me show you them,
- polite does not equal nice,
- repeat after me: i need a vacation,
- the perils of dramatic irony,
- touched by her noodly appendage,
- who let them out in public,
- ▶ cianwood city
019 | Cianwood City | Text / Video / Action;
[It's a beautiful day in Cianwood City! The weather is warm! The sun is shining! (And let's be honest, all the happy vibes in the air sure aren't hurting anything, either) And thanks to some convenient teleportation shenanigans, Yagyuu and his Pokemon have found themselves back on the Cianwood beach once more, sunning themselves and enjoying the day.
There's quite a lot of bustle going on in the background of the video, including a Rapidash and a Stantler walking leisurely up and down the beach (taking a long walk, perhaps?) and a Quagsire waddling around poking at rocks with a cheerful air. But perhaps the most romantic sight of all is that of the bright red Octillery and the bright blue Dragonair in the foreground, curled up together and snuggling in a giant mass of primary-colored tentacles and noodly appendages.
Which is all well and good, right up until a beautifully-plumed Milotic comes swimming up onto the beach, fanning out his tail like a preening peacock and beginning to slither amorously toward the noodly pair in the sand. A brief exchange seems to take place: the stereotypical, "Hey, baby, what's a cute girl like you doing with a guy like that?"
And sadly, it seems to work; shy and slightly mortified, the Octillery seems to deflate, noodling himself a little deeper into the sand. The Dragonair, on the other hand...well, she's apparently having none of this.
And proceeds to demonstrate exactly how she feels about some jackass Milotic rolling up like he thinks he's hot shit and making trouble in her neighborhood by dissing her boyfriend.
Via judicious application of percussive explanation.
One exceedingly fierce and noodly battle later, there is an unconscious Milotic (twenty feet long, three hundred fiftysome pounds) in the sand, one incredibly angry Dragonair (thirteen feet long, thirty-five pounds) still beating the ever-living daylights out of its inert body, and one incredibly overwhelmed Octillery looking like he's just fallen in love all over again.]
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[Later, a text message appears on the Gear network.]
Ah, it seems as though this past Valentine's Day was a successful one on many accounts. Did all the hopeful admirers manage to find a sweetheart to reciprocate their feelings, I wonder?
There's quite a lot of bustle going on in the background of the video, including a Rapidash and a Stantler walking leisurely up and down the beach (taking a long walk, perhaps?) and a Quagsire waddling around poking at rocks with a cheerful air. But perhaps the most romantic sight of all is that of the bright red Octillery and the bright blue Dragonair in the foreground, curled up together and snuggling in a giant mass of primary-colored tentacles and noodly appendages.
Which is all well and good, right up until a beautifully-plumed Milotic comes swimming up onto the beach, fanning out his tail like a preening peacock and beginning to slither amorously toward the noodly pair in the sand. A brief exchange seems to take place: the stereotypical, "Hey, baby, what's a cute girl like you doing with a guy like that?"
And sadly, it seems to work; shy and slightly mortified, the Octillery seems to deflate, noodling himself a little deeper into the sand. The Dragonair, on the other hand...well, she's apparently having none of this.
And proceeds to demonstrate exactly how she feels about some jackass Milotic rolling up like he thinks he's hot shit and making trouble in her neighborhood by dissing her boyfriend.
Via judicious application of percussive explanation.
One exceedingly fierce and noodly battle later, there is an unconscious Milotic (twenty feet long, three hundred fiftysome pounds) in the sand, one incredibly angry Dragonair (thirteen feet long, thirty-five pounds) still beating the ever-living daylights out of its inert body, and one incredibly overwhelmed Octillery looking like he's just fallen in love all over again.]
[Later, a text message appears on the Gear network.]
Ah, it seems as though this past Valentine's Day was a successful one on many accounts. Did all the hopeful admirers manage to find a sweetheart to reciprocate their feelings, I wonder?
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[A tad resigned when one girl he crush on is also crushing on his best friend.]
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[ She is giving only to friends this year. Her important person was not here unfortunately. ]
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Where are you right now? I don't believe I've seen that place before.
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[And here he'll pan the camera over the sand and water so she can see the whole view.]
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Oh my! Yes! It is beautiful ...
I never knew Cianwood beach. Maybe I will visit it myself someday ...
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text; and then i had three alex threads at once
[He's still under the influence of happy vibes, Yagyuu. Take advantage.]
text; and then alex hogged all your threads the end
[Oh, he would, he would...except that he's pretty hopped up on them, himself. Doki-doki~]
text; and then ara never complained <3
[Sfdhfjdkh Nero...but even all fuzzy he still realizes that Yagyuu is fifteen, so no deets Yagyuu, sorry.]
text; <3
[And evidently even all fuzzy, Yagyuu is still fifteen and, yes, still a little bit of an asshole.]
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Great, now you think you're funny. What's 'White Day'?
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action; what is that tag of course he will--- first though, have a ridiculous tag
Niou's Poliwag is sat wiggling on some rocks, trying to chat up a Krabby that's just chilling by the shore. Slowpoke is near to it, just lazily stretched out on one of the rocks as well.
Meanwhile, Metapod is sat on a rock, looking pretty cool with a pair of shades on. You know like one of those items you take all over the world and always include in one photo? Guess what Metapod's purpose is here?
In fact, Niou is sat posing with the gear to take a photograph with his 'Gear.]
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He's not really thinking on it at this point, but there are reasons behind it all, he just won't mention them, not when he sends Yagyuu a smile when the picture is taken anyway.]
It'd be more effective if it was using Harden first.
[He does give him a little eyebrow wiggle for that, a lot less cautious than he had been before - but it's still not ridiculously so.]
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Is that really something you want a picture of?
[He reaches for the Gear himself, half just to see if Niou will let him take it.]
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You never know.
[Was that a hint? Maybe.
Though as he hands the Gear over he does that cliche hand touching thing where he makes thier fingers brush for a second. While glancing away to look at the Metapod he's still holding onto. At least it seems to enjoy the attention it's getting for the photographs?]
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