netting_nettles: ("Kick the Ball Hard!" is a great name!)
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[Kariya's not the type to make his greetings before getting himself sorted and calm, at least not to strangers. So, since his arrival, the network features on his Xtransceiver have been sitting idle while he's dashed about and made a scene and freaked out over being kidnapped and also +1 weird-fickle-cat-creature-thing.

And while he's made his way from the Entralink to Nimbasa City. When he clicks the video feed on today, the noise in the background is from that city's Battle Club -- though he's squatted in a corner and not looking near as collected as he'd like to think.]


This is on, right?

[He blinks once, decides that it must be, and then forces an at-ease smile. See how friendly and unassuming he is?]

My name's Kariya Masaki. I'm sorry to be bothering everyone, but...I'm trying to figure out where to start with...

[He fumbles the Xtransceiver's camera around to give a brief, odd-angled glimpse of a Pokemon practice match some distance in front of him. Then the view swings back to his face.]

All of this? A lot of people seem to have more than one, so I don't know if it's better to start by getting more or...learning to fight with the one I've already met? I'm still a little confused about everything, I guess.

Maybe I should ask someone in person....
overbite: {annoyed} (in some dreaming state)
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Sooooo, is everybody back where they belong now?

[That's what the video feed opens up with: our friendly neighborhood dog-girl sitting on the top of her little wooden caravan looking vaguely unimpressed. Not with anyone in particular, of course, just with this whole situation. Iris has gone back to being Iris, anyway, so at this point Jade has figured that everyone must be back to their own selves.]

Okay! I wanted to show everybody this before but everyone was so busy with those body shenanigans that I couldn't! Soooooo...

[And tah-dah! Suddenly there's a little ribbon floating between her hands (because actually using backpacks is for suckers when the alternative is space powers) and Jade is absolutely beaming.]

Guess who won the performance cup?! Hehehe, Zinnia was the one who competed! My Roselia! She did so well!

[She pauses, just for a second.]

And since I'm a Pokémon breeder now, that means I can...breed my Pokémon, I guess! So would anyone like an egg? I still need to catch some other Pokémon before I can get the right eggs, but right now I have...an Arcanine, a Poliwhirl, a Roselia, a Quagsire, and a Munna! And I guess I can take requests, too! I am actually looking for the right things to evolve some of them, so I could trade eggs for those!

Okay! I think that's all I have to say! Keep up the good work, everyone!
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[The day after his questionable holiday festivities, it isn't until after eleven that N finally begins to awaken from his drunken stupor. He's thankfully somehow managed to get himself to a guest room in Nimbasa's Pokemon Center (probably with help from his traveling buddies after he oh-so-conveniently passed out in the amusement park) and has hidden himself away under a blanket-- save for one arm dangling over the edge of the bed and one foot jutting out from beneath it, still covered by a green sneaker. His Zoroark and Growlithe sit beside the bed. Zoroark looks vaguely irritated, while Growlithe is resting his head next to N's arm and whining lowly in concern. It is that whining that makes N stir and move the blanket. Growlithe perks up and moves away from the bed, wagging his tail excitedly.

N surveys his surroundings with bleary eyes, squinting when he realizes just how disoriented he is. He tries to sit up but finds it exceedingly difficult; he gives up pretty quickly. The electric light of the room hurts, and he has to bring up his hands to shield his eyes.

Whatever he did last night is a blur. What happened? Where is he? Why does his head hurt? Is he... wearing a "Save the Wailords" t-shirt...?
Hearing another whine, he looks to his side.]


... Growlithe...? [Master N is alive! Growlithe can't contain his happiness! He barks in greeting. N yelps in pain and recoils, retreating back to the spot underneath his blanket.] Friend, p-please don't... [Growlithe tilts his head in confusion and... barks again, only slightly quieter. N groans pitifully and curls into the fetal position. Yeah, now might be a good time for someone to come in and explain what happened and reassure him that he's not dying.]