Yagyuu Hiroshi (
usedlaserbeam) wrote2012-05-31 12:24 am
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Entry tags:
- always glorious always victorious,
- be awed by our shenanigans,
- being yagyuu is suffering,
- brb screaming like a little girl,
- denial: not just a river in egypt,
- i am fifteen and what is this,
- mad pokemon breeding science,
- my pokeymans let me show you them,
- no really i'm the responsible one,
- not exactly sleeping beauty,
- repeat after me: i need a vacation,
- sending out an sos,
- sleep: no longer for the weak,
- the gentleman is not amused,
- the perils of dramatic irony,
- touched by her noodly appendage,
- ▶ mt. moon
023 | Mt. Moon | Video / Text;
[Greetings from the interior of Mt. Moon, Johto! It's dark. There's no one around and your phone is dead, or at least not on camera, save for the occasional flicker of blue noodly movement at the edges of the screen and two fluffy-looking lumps on the ground — a small but reasonable distance apart — that are probably bedrolls.
Oh, wait, there's something else of interest in this scene.


Considering there's about TWENTY EGGS piled up on top of those bedrolls.
(And a rather satisfied-looking Charizard hovering around in the background.)
There's movement from the one on the left, the shuffling squirming motion of someone groggily coming back to consciousness, and then abruptly Yagyuu sits up, coming perilously close to sending some of those eggs rolling away in the process. He looks down — ]
Lady!
[No, wait. These aren't Eevee eggs. Oh, thank Federer these aren't Eevee eggs.
He looks over at the other bedroll — ]
Nero-kun...
[And with a squeak of Air! from the Dragonair currently commanding the Gear, the feed ends.]
~
[ Some time thereafter, a text appears, accompanied by a snapshot of the eggs: ]
It appears we have some eggs to get rid of.
Please.
[OOC: Aaaaand here's the IC egg post! (The OOC roundup is over here, still with a few Charmander eggs left for anyone interested in them!) Expect responses from both Yagyuu and Nero as they work to foist these eggs off on people!]
Oh, wait, there's something else of interest in this scene.



















Considering there's about TWENTY EGGS piled up on top of those bedrolls.
(And a rather satisfied-looking Charizard hovering around in the background.)
There's movement from the one on the left, the shuffling squirming motion of someone groggily coming back to consciousness, and then abruptly Yagyuu sits up, coming perilously close to sending some of those eggs rolling away in the process. He looks down — ]
Lady!
[No, wait. These aren't Eevee eggs. Oh, thank Federer these aren't Eevee eggs.
He looks over at the other bedroll — ]
Nero-kun...
[And with a squeak of Air! from the Dragonair currently commanding the Gear, the feed ends.]
[ Some time thereafter, a text appears, accompanied by a snapshot of the eggs: ]
It appears we have some eggs to get rid of.
Please.
[OOC: Aaaaand here's the IC egg post! (The OOC roundup is over here, still with a few Charmander eggs left for anyone interested in them!) Expect responses from both Yagyuu and Nero as they work to foist these eggs off on people!]
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I would like to adopt one please.
[ One only because Nero would stop her from taking every single one. It is the sad life of a breeder that loves all the cute Pokemon. ]
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Kyrie-san, I'd be more than happy to oblige you. Please pick whichever one you like.
[Why is he in the middle of the family dramaaaaa...]
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The black and maroon egg looks interesting. I wonder what kind of Pokemon will hatch from it.
[ Quickly after: ]
Don't tell me please! I want it to be a surprise!
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Ah, if you prefer. I do know which one will hatch from that, actually, so all I'll say is I hope you enjoy it, as it's quite cute.
[And more trouble than it's worth, a lot of the time, but —]
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A cute one? That makes it an added bonus.
[ Now she really can't wait! ]
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[TRANSLATION: Are you still mad at Nero-kun. Please make up already.]
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[ As much as she misses Nero, she doesn't want to push him. Besides, she's in the right so he should be the one that comes home.
Typical woman.]If you could send it to me, I would be grateful.
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Of course, I'll send it with my Pidgeot as soon as we're back in the open air.
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Thank you very much. Is there anything I can do for you in return?
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Well, I'd prefer not to trade you for an egg in return, since I'm already a bit in over my head at the moment with these. Frankly, I'm happy enough to make it a gift to you with no recompense necessary, but if you insist, you're welcome to owe me a favor.
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Then I can do that. Have any favor in mind or will you have me wait until later down the road?
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You've already got a lot.
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[ She's almost pretty desperate to have one just for this reason alone. ]
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Hell if I know. Could be, but it probably isn't.
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I'll pretend otherwise. Don't you think it'll be fun?
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Are you making up, then?
[He says, SO DRY.]