usedlaserbeam: (WATERCOLOR Φ fade it all away)
[For the first time in quite a while, the video that's posted to the network from Yagyuu's Gear isn't an accidental one; nope, on the contrary, it seems he's chronicling what appears to be an Impromptu Cuddling Day in the Tennis Haus. With the weather drizzling outside, the majority of his roster have taken to either the Haus or the backyard barn for shelter from the weather, and brief glimpses of a lot of them are visible as Yagyuu takes his tour of the house.

In one room, a Cubone and a Slowpoke are leaning on each other, dozing peacefully near a curled-up Absol and Persian; in another, two Zoruas and two Vulpixes have formed a furry foxpile in the middle of the floor, with a snoozing Mienshao occupying a goodly portion of the couch.

Cutting through the kitchen brings the video to a shot of the backyard, where it seems not all of Yagyuu's Pokemon have sought out shelter from the rain — on the contrary, the backyard is a hot mess of tentacles and noodle dragons, with an Octillery snuggling happily against a very contented Dragonair, a hovering Carnivine standing sentry over a carefully-tended garden, and a giant mass of pink, tan, and blue that is probably two Milotics wrapped around each other.]


I'm almost beginning to wonder if Karkat-kun doesn't have the right idea after all, breeding his Pokemon every so often simply for the sake of getting it out of their systems.

[He muses, keeping his voice down so as not to disturb any of the napping critters. The guy owns eleven Eevees, do you have any comprehension of how rare an occasion it is that everyone appears to be napping?]

That said, I'd prefer not to wind up with a crop of eggs without already having an adoptive home set out in advance, so I suppose this also constitutes an offer to anyone interested in a new egg — please feel free to contact me, and perhaps we can work out some sort of mutually beneficial arrangement. ...Ah, Lady, you're up. What —

[And on that fairly cryptic note, he switches the feed off and proceeds to follow his insistent Espeon upstairs, where he'll find a few select members of the Eevee Battalion have already gotten a head start on that plan. Whoops.]


[OOC: Gratuitous Pokemon post to help facilitate some of the shenanigans discussed on the Wishlist Meme! Also, if you want Yagyuu to breed something for you, this post is open and fair game; feel free to hit me up on the meme or any other form of contact if you've got a request! o/]
usedlaserbeam: (OMGWTF Φ i am fifteen and what is this)
[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!]
usedlaserbeam: (CHILL Φ i used to be such a nice boy)
[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.]


~

[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?

usedlaserbeam: (BRIGHT Φ oh look he went super saiyan)
GROUP TEXT: RIKKAIDAI )

TEXT: YANAGI RENJI )


[It's a pretty dreary day for the beach; the air is cold, the skies are gray...did we mention it's really cold? Which means it's pretty deserted down there by the waves in Cianwood City.

Deserted, that is, save for one small stretch of beach that Yagyuu appears to have claimed as his own. He's bundled up tight in coat, gloves, and a scarf wound snugly around his neck and mouth, his full attention focused on his Pidgeot, who is waiting nearby. And there's a bit of bright blue scale obscuring one bit of the camera here, so it seems his Dratini is getting up to mischief again, this time playing with his Pokegear while he's not paying attention.

Oblivious to this, Yagyuu climbs onto the Pidgeot's back with unmistakable determination, situates himself, finds a handhold, mumbles a command—and she proceeds to rocket into the air, sending him crashing back down into the sand as he loses his balance and slips from her back.

A minute later she comes flapping back down, returning to her trainer's side as he pushes himself to his feet, shaking his head as if to clear it as he dusts the sand from his coat with mild displeasure. A minute after that, he's on her back again, and they try it again with the same unfortunate result—but this time, there's a Ditto parachute to ease his fall, letting him drift down to land on his feet rather than impacting harshly against the sand.

Again and again, with single-minded determination, he repeats the process: they fly, he falls, he gets back up again. And there's an odd sort of tension in his persistence, in the way he refuses to let up even for a breather, in the way he relentlessly pursues this goal he's set for himself with seemingly little care for his personal limitations. This is Yagyuu on a mission, and if there is one thing he hates more than anything else, it's conceding defeat.

(There's another thing he hates, too, but there isn't much he can do about that one. Particularly not today.)

And then, at last, when his hair is mussed well out of its usual neat style and his coat is dusted in sand and the ends of his scarf have come untucked from where he'd shoved them—at last, one time, he climbs onto the Pidgeot's back, finds his handholds, and they take off.

This time, he doesn't come crashing down again.]



[OOC: Cianwood badge is mod-approved!]
usedlaserbeam: (FOND Φ then we crushed them like bugs)
In Which There Is A Steel-Clad Gym Battle! )

[It's a cold day for the beach, but there wouldn't be much point in going all the way to a port city for a vacation and not making it down to the water's edge at least once, so today Yagyuu has simply bundled up and headed down for a stroll, intent on seeing the sights of the Olivine shoreline at least once. And he's warding off the cold rather admirably, really, with a warm scarf wrapped loosely around his neck and his hands in the pockets of his nice, sturdy peacoat. His breath is making faint clouds in the chill air as he walks at a leisurely pace, leaving footprints behind him in the sand as he meanders in the direction of the lighthouse, letting the cold breeze from the ocean play through the ends of his hair and wash over his exposed skin.

(It also happens that there is a Dratini following along after him rather conspicuously, down in the shallows of the waves, but one can hardly blame her for being conspicuous when she is, in fact, a six-foot bright blue baby noodle dragon.)

He walks a little while longer, then pauses and looks out at the ocean — which prompts the Dratini to duck beneath the waves, clearly engaged in her game of trying to tail him while staying out of his view. Spoilers: it doesn't work very well, but Yagyuu's content to let her have her fun, anyway.]


That's two of eight, then. [A pause, and then, with a touch more amusement—] A Steel-Clad Defense Girl...I wonder what Jackal-kun would think of that.

[And after musing on that a moment, he continues on his way with a faint smile, wandering along to enjoy the sights of Olivine.]


[OOC: Badge is mod-approved!]

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