usedlaserbeam | Entries tagged with anniversary

Two years. And to think I was told my stay here had a good chance of being 'temporary'.

Still, I suppose ferrying a small batch of unadopted Pokemon eggs over to Souji-kun's Breeding Center and then spending the rest of the day in the comfort of what's come to be my "own home" is still preferable to spending it mass-evolving a brood of six rambunctious Eevees, and decidedly superior to the circumstances new trainers customarily find themselves in when they first arrive.

It's a small concession, I suppose, to the much more desirable option of returning home properly — but then, I suppose Johto does have its certain advantages as well.

Shall we have a match today, Niou-kun?

[OOC: There are still free eggs left if anyone is interested in claiming one!]

There's a saying, I believe, that things both bad and good come in threes. I'm not entirely certain if I subscribe to that belief, but I suppose there is something to be said for things taken in multiples being superior to ones that stand alone. Or perhaps that's simply the perspective of someone with a particular inclination toward doubles.

Though I admit I'm not averse to singles, if there should happen to be two tennis players in the same vicinity of a court. I enjoyed our game, Shiraishi-kun — let's have another again, soon.

But on the subject of doubles, today marks the second birthday I've had the occasion to observe in Johto. By local reckoning, it seems I'm now sixteen. And it also seems a few members of my roster have seen fit to observe the occasion in a manner...uniquely commemorating that. Thank goodness Marui-kun left me Tensai Jr. upon his departure a few months ago; it appears I'll be making good use of his reserves of Sleep Powder again.

And for the sake of indulging what is almost certainly a sense of morbid curiosity, a question: do any of you, reading this, have multiples of the same species of Pokemon in your roster? And if so, what is the most of any one variety you've ended up with?

[So it appears from this video that Yagyuu is up to something.

Specifically, he seems to have the Gear's camera trained on a wide area of open space on the floor of what is probably an inn room, where at the moment he is methodically laying out what appears to be a full set of evolutionary stones in a wide circle. His Espeon, for those familiar enough with her to know she's generally always around where Yagyuu is and look for her accordingly, happens to be just barely visible at the far end of the room, overseeing this process with an authoritative air.

When the circle is complete, Yagyuu finishes and casts a glance at her as if curious for her approval; she trills affirmatively in response, and he thoughtfully turns his eyes back to the array on the floor.

After a long, silent moment, he pushes up his glasses and sighs.]

Well, then.

[He strides out of the camera's view. A door hinge creaks. Tiny nails skitter across the floor.

PANDEMONIUM BREAKS LOOSE.

( Cut for Gratuitous Eevee Evolution! )

As Yagyuu turns back to the camera, an Umbreon and another Flareon trot back into the room, to see what all the commotion has produced.]

That should make it somewhat easier to tell you apart, at least. And I suppose there are worse ways to commemorate the completion of an entire year in Johto.

[He bends, scooping up Lady into his arms, and gives her a thoughtful scratch behind the ears.]

Though with Marui-kun gone...

[Lady makes a soft noise, rubbing her head against him as he continues to pet her, absently.]

This place does have a fondness for dual anniversaries, doesn't it.

[He walks over to the camera, still carrying Lady, and reaches to switch it off; in the next moment, the feed goes dead.]

~
( Yagyuu's Journal | Not Published on the Network )

[OOC: Whew! A long post today. Which...is largely because this is my one-year anniversary right along with Yagyuu's. Happy anniversary, Route! It's been a wonderful year of being a part of this community, and I hope for many more to come. o/]

[It may seem like an odd endeavor, wandering the snowy streets of Goldenrod in such relatively unpleasant weather, but sure enough, that's precisely what Yagyuu's doing today. It's not the first time he's gone over these streets and it almost certainly won't be the last; he's not so much exploring today as he is just walking the familiar byways, his breath making translucent clouds in the chilly air.

There's a Vulpix riding along with him, curled around his shoulders and supported atop his backpack, nuzzled in close to his neck like an oversize, furry, Fire-type scarf. If the weight or the awkwardness of ferrying her in that way bothers him, he certainly doesn't show it; his own scarf is draped light but snug from his neck to his chin, and the collar of his heavy winter coat is turned up as added protection against the cold.

He's carrying a few bags with him, of varying sizes, all unmistakably from the Goldenrod Department Store—evidently, he's been out shopping. And perhaps he still is, because at the moment he's stopped in front of the frosted glass window of a jewelry store, peering in at the display and watching the light catch the facets of the gemstones as they glitter against their black velvet backings.]

Another four days and you'll be six months old, Masako. It is strange how time flies, isn't it?

[He's speaking quietly, more to himself than the little fox on his shoulders.]

And strange, too, how much can change in seven months.

[And he seems to dwell on that, lost in thought, as the jewels gleam bright in the window and the fine mist of his condensing breath drifts and disperses in the cold afternoon air.]

[No video for you today, Johto, but there is some shuffling of feet, rustling of papers, and otherwise standard white-noise sounds of occupancy heralding you as this post first begins. There's also a light pitter-patter of padded paws across the carpet and, if one listens very closely, the faint trill of a particularly smug, self-important Espeon. That doesn't last for long, though, because soon enough there's a soft thump, and shortly thereafter Yagyuu's voice comes in—]

Lady, this is the third time—

[Another pleased trill.]

What's gotten into you lately? You've been underfoot for days, you've chased Masako, you bit Hirochii, I know you've been harassing Sudoku when you think I'm not watching—what? What is it. What are you trying to—

[Footsteps. A pause. A pause that drags on into awkward, disbelieving eternity.]

...You really felt it necessary to make your point six times over?

[There is a pleased trill from the world's smuggest Espeon, and the audio fades out; later, a text appears on the network.]

~
At the risk of attributing far too much credit to these Pokemon of ours, has anyone happened to notice them occasionally displaying motives that appear to be almost unsettlingly human in nature?

[Ladies and gentlemen of Johto, we interrupt your regularly scheduled programming this evening for a Very Special Radio Broadcast™, coming to you direct from Goldenrod Radio Tower...and conveniently lacking in all those pesky little bits of red tape like authorization and advance permission that just get in the way of the show.

As such, the usual Pokemon favorites are conspicuously absent; they've been replaced by something a bit more palatable to the discerning listener. Tangos, jazz, the occasional rondo here and there. And the usual DJs? Yes, well, it turns out they've been replaced by something a bit more palatable, too. Namely, a pair of troublemakers calling themselves

futariniousama and

usedlaserbeam.

First up, a sultry alto (which may seem oddly familiar to a few of you), sounding perhaps more suited to a phone sex hotline than a radio station host: ]

"Evening, Johto~ Are you ready for a very special treat? Because have we got a surprise for you~"

[Then, following that alto, a deeper voice proceeds to chime in—one that a very select few might recognize as sounding very familiar to one Atobe Keigo.]

"And you should all feel honored for the once-in-a-lifetime experience you're about to be given."

[And without missing a beat, the voice switches back—]

"See, we've decided to borrow your airwaves for a little while. Oh, don't worry! We'll take good care of them, promise~"

"Tonight, instead of the usual mundane drivel you people normally content yourselves with—"

"—we're gonna turn up the heat a little bit—"

"—and bring some culture back into your poor, wanting lives."

[And as the first song cues, feel free to just sit back, enjoy the music, revel in the change of pace—or if you're really feeling moved, why not call in? The lines are open, the DJs are waiting, and they'd just love to hear what you have to say. Or, if there's some burning question that's on your mind, why not phone it in to tonight's premiere of Ask Ore-sama, and let him offer his worldly advice to you?

Regardless, we hope you enjoy the show, because all good things must end and the sweetest treats always come with an expiration date. In this case, that'd be the unmistakable sound of the Kangaskhan Cops storming the building—

—But never fear, folks. If there's one thing your hosts know how to do, it's make an exit.]

[OOC: And now, for the tl;dr explanation of these mod-approved shenanigans! ( So much tl;dr! )

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