http://kattobingu-ore.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] kattobingu-ore.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] united_one2011-12-25 11:25 pm

Intro - Video/Action

Yuuma had been fiddling with his X-Transceiver for a fair bit since arriving at this place, with a bare minimum amount of luck in regard to what it did really. At last, it seemed however, he got the video on. ...Though anyone watching would probably be more in the loop than anyone there, given that speaking to thin air could now be attributed to speaking to...

Someone off screen. Yea. "Is it on? Is it on..?" The light on the device blinked, and Yuuma grinned widely at the screen. "Aaaaaahh! Finally..! Between showing up here in my pajamas... And finding out no one duels..."

A sudden idea though- Not that any one can hear it. "Nn. Yuuma. Perhaps, if this gathering of dimensions is common..."

"Ah, right!" Yuuma, who are you talking to. There is nothing there. "Is there anyone else out there that plays duel monsters..? We should definitely duel! Definitely!"

"...Yuuma, we do not have the full deck with us, if you recall. Only the numbers cards."

"Eh. Well... Then... ...We could at least talk about it..!!" One would almost wonder how long he would be able to simply talk about something without doing something really...

At that moment however, mid-way his pleading rant, a third (really, second to most) joined the on-screen crew by means of jumping atop her trainer's head. ...And throwing said trainer completely off balance. "AA- WUAAAAAHHH-"

"Zoooo! Rrf!" Surprise attack- success!

"Aahh!! Get off!! You're pulling my hair..!!" The screen flies this way and that way, but it doesn't seem to turn off...

All there is now though is- "Zoo! Zoo!" "AAAHH!!!" "Zoo!!" ". . ."

...And the occasional blur of red and black.

[video]

[identity profile] temporalbabble.livejournal.com 2012-01-05 10:41 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yuma Tsukumo!" he repeated. It sounded Japanese... Then again, he could never be too sure. "Good to meet you too, Yuma Tsukumo!"

His eyebrows arched at the question, and he scratched his head. "Me? Ohh, one of the routes, yeah... Route, Route, Route..." He mouthed some numbers silently, before coming up with his answer: "Route 5! Yes, five! Been sort of... walking back and forth on these routes for a bit. Don't want to miss anything, you know."