keychained: (Default)
[memories are a strange thing.]

[on some days, one could stand up from their seat, head out the door with a determined fire in their eyes, and... completely forget what they got up for in the first place. sometimes retracing one's steps doesn't even help. other days, one could have a song from their childhood stuck in their head without any particular reason. it's as if one's brain simply decided to turn on a recording.]

[other days still, you could be minding your own business, when suddenly, bam! something triggers an onslaught of memories you didn't know you had, if they're even yours to begin with. apparently, this phenomenon hurts one's noggin quite a bit.]

[in any case, this may explain why a confused but energetic kid steps out of Mom's house in New Bark Town, 'gear and gear in hand, and... promptly faceplants. for those of you watching the feed, it cuts in when the pokégear hits the ground. this unfortunate memory victim is down for the count for a few minutes-- at least, until that familiar pop of a pokéball can be heard offscreen, and a Girafarig appears on screen to start chewing on his trainer's mess of brown spiky hair.]

[considering where Sora is from, and where he is-- and the Girafarig, too-- this is entirely normal. when the feed finally times out, Sora's awake and coherent enough to try to bat Puddles away. worst alarm clock ever, honestly.]
keychained: (pain split)
[Sora doesn't remember much about the last time Johto's population grew exponentially in size, aside from the fact that he was in his favorite pair of pajamas and he lost a fight miserably to Vanitas-- though, the fact that he's suddenly able to summon his Keyblade is at least helping to deter the thought of losing fights-- and it isn't exactly the main thing that has him on edge.]

[it's this flower thingy that keeps popping up wherever he goes. tapping it with the Keyblade did nothing. taking off toward the beach to try to lose it did nothing; it just reappeared right behind him, even as Sora waded out into the water. ... fire especially did nothing. flower thingy does not like fire, and it's starting to get really creepy.]

[hence why he turns on his pokégear, fixing it on his, erm... stalker.]


Okay, I get that a lot of new people have been showing up, but what about new things? Does anybody know what this even is-- some kind of new plant? It's like it's everywhere I go.

[YOU'VE MET WITH A TERRIBLE FATE, HAVEN'T YOU, SORA?]
keychained: (combee)
[AHEM. Johto. after some heavy fumbling, a feed opens to a room in the Azalea pokécenter, stopping to focus on what looks like a three-headed, very cheerful living honeycomb. she's swaying lazily from side to side, which is probably fairly dizzying to watch considering whoever is holding the pokégear isn't exactly holding it steady.]

[to make this feed even more uncomfortable, the living honeycomb opens all three of her mouths at once and... begins buzzing. it sounds just like three bees buzzing at once, and all at different pitches. for all you pokémon out there who can understand her:]


Hi! I'm... [a pause. actually, Hunny doesn't know her name yet, because her Trainer hasn't been able to give her one. not that it matters.]

-- I'm looking for a new Trainer. Mine doesn't do anything but sleep all day and he didn't even bother to say hello or give me a name, or do anything. So I want a new one. Can I have one of your Trainers? Please? I'll even let you visit my hive when I'm the queen of it one day!

[now, Hunny is perfectly aware that prospective Trainers might not be able to understand her buzzing. luckily, she has a new Beedrill friend who belongs to her current dud of a Trainer and who will gladly do her bidding. Dapper's always been fairly dexterous with his stingers-- can't doorbell ditch without them-- and he's watched Sora doodle wherever there's free paper when he's bored, so... after figuring out where to get some ink and paper, and after some guidance from Hunny, he's managed to whip up some subtitles.]

Expandcut for Dapper's glorious artwork )
keychained: (metronome)
Expandprivate texts to Hope, Leon and Rise )

[video]

[now, Sora had only meant to send those text messages early this morning, but Teddy, being the tech savvy little furball that he is, saw fit to grab the pokégear and snap a recording for Johto's Funniest Home Videos. Sora is seated on the ground somewhere in Ilex Forest, his head tilted waaaay back to look up at his beast of a Skarmory. a beast of a Skarmory with a squirming and squealing Caterpie wedged in her beak, and a Skarmory who is leaning down and giving Sora a fairly "YOU BETTER WISE UP AND LISTEN TO ME, YOUNG MAN," sort of look.]

[Metal Chocobo caws around the bug. Sora shakes his head fervently.]
No.

[a muffled squawk that could probably rival her mother's. "but Trainer, it's breakfast time! and I caught you this delicious Caterpie! here comes the choochoo bird--"]

No! Look, I know I said I ate a few bugs as a kid, but I haven't in years! C'mon...

["SON, YOU ARE LUCKY I'M NOT EATING THIS THEN REGURGITATING IT ON YOU." Metal Chocobo looms closer, practically smashing the poor Caterpie against Sora's face-- and, like a stubborn and picky toddler, he clamps his mouth shut and tries to wedge his hands between his mouth and the bug.]

[unfortunately for Sora, Metal Chocobo has quite the height advantage. Sunday morning has turned into a battle of wits, kid against bird-- or at least, a battle of who's more stubborn.]

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