shizuo_heiwajima: (Calm // Bartending)
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[The feed doesn't seem intentional. Shizuo can be seen staring down blankly at something other than the Xtransceiver. After a while, he speaks.]

The hell is this...

[A few more moments pass before the video starts shaking and tearing sounds can be heard. Evidently, he is opening a package. A glimpse of black and white - the package contains a new bartender outfit similar to the beat up one Shizuo is still currently wearing.]

....

[When he sees what is inside, Shizuo's expression softens slightly to one of melancholy.]

Kasuka...
brightvesperia: (Singing)
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It had been a couple of days since they left Striaton for traveling, Estelle wasn't sure if Shizuo minded camping out for two of those days but they had arrived somewhat intact.

Estelle's Golett decided to do some sneak filming on their activity while she wasn't looking. Who knows why? Estelle had led Shizuo in front of the Nacrene Museum and Library for starters.

"Well! Here we are Mister Shizuo~ This is the place where I've learned oh-so much about this world~! Maybe you can find something you're interested in when you browse through the shelves~!" Estelle suggested.

Oh and I guess passerbys that were in the area could interact with her too. It also seemed to video-feed was able to be replied to.
shizuo_heiwajima: (Other // Lying in rain)
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There's a weight on his chest and something wet touching his face. Shizuo's eyes quickly snap open, only to find his Growlithe in the middle of another lick as his Petilil sits nearby observing. The Growlithe barks excitedly and jumps to the floor, tail wagging as his trainer sits up.

"Ugh... What the hell was that?" Shizuo grumbles, glancing blearily around. He had just had the craziest sequence of dreams. And now for some reason he's in a Pokemon Center. It doesn't seem like he's alone in just waking up, either.
shizuo_heiwajima: (Other // Evil smile)
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(This will make about as much sense as a dream does. It's Shizuo's last memory of his world..... with the ending it should have had. A guy can dream, right?)

"Get back here!!" Shizuo shouts, running after a black haired man in a fur-trimmed jacket. He chases after him right across a street with no regard for traffic, and is gaining on him when...

Screeeeeccccchhh! A huge truck rams into Shizuo, who flies through the air before hitting the pavement with a dull thud. Onlookers begin to gather about the site and stare in horror, whispering to each other.

"Is he dead?"

"That homie's number is up!"

"No way..."

The black haired man Shizuo had been chasing walks up to the truck. Voice oozing with smugness and satisfaction, he says, "I can't believe you fell for the same old gag from high school. You really are a slow learner, Shizu-chan."

At that, the truck begins shaking. There is the sharp sound of metal being torn and bent as Shizuo slowly lifts the truck, grunting and arms wavering from the effort.

"WHAT WAS THAT.... ABOUT ME BEING A SLOW LEARNER?!" With an 'RAARGGHH,' he manages to lift the truck completely, and throws it at his foe. Too shocked to move, the black haired man is hit with the truck full force, and flies into the air such a great distance that he eventually can't be seen anymore. It's unlikely that he's even living at this point.

Shizuo stands, breathing heavily and with a shocked expression on his face. The shock quickly makes way for a vicious, self-satisfied smile. "I finally did it... I killed that damn flea!" He really can't believe it... Finally, after all this time!
 

Suddenly, a piece of cake topped with excessive frosting and a strawberry appears on a plate in front of him, and a fork appears in his hand. His Petilil and Growlithe run onto the scene, wearing party hats and blowing kazoos. This does call for a celebration, after all. The onlookers who haven't already run away all suddenly have cake as well. It's a party!
shizuo_heiwajima: (Angry yelling)
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"Ugh..." Teleporting may have been convenient, but the disorientation that came with it, Shizuo could have done without. If this was the common method of traveling... He didn't know how Estelle could stand it. He would choose walking any day. The Growlithe and Petilil tailing him seemed to agree, judging by how they were tottering around drunkenly. Shizuo shook off the disorientation and took a curious glance around.

So this was Nuvema Town... Quaint little houses, trees and grass everywhere, birds chirping, and the salty scent of the sea mingled with the breeze. It was a very peaceful town, nothing like the city he came from.

Shizuo was enjoying the tranquility when something heavy landed on his head. The talons digging in implied that it was a Pokemon.

"Pidove..." Suddenly, he felt something splatter onto his head. By the time he realized what it was, the Pokemon had already swiftly flown away into the sky. It seemed to be laughing. Needless to say, Shizuo was not nearly as amused.

"GET BACK HERE DAMNIT!!"

shizuo_heiwajima: (Yelling)
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[All that can be seen is the Entralink's grassy scenery. Soon enough, a rough, irritated voice speaks up.] Ugh... Huh? What the hell? This isn't Ikebukuro... [The screen shakes for a bit, as if the person on the other end is standing up and giving his surroundings a once-over.]

Tch. What did that flea do? [He doesn't seem to be too concerned about where he is at the moment.]

Izaaaayyyaaaaa! Where areee youuu? Come out so I can
KILL YOU! [His voice is loaded with fury as he shouts. A pause.]

....Petilil! [That certainly wasn't the response the original speaker had expected, and the screen quickly whirls around, giving a glimpse of a small green and white Pokemon with leaves sticking out of its head.]

What the hell is that thing?! [The sight of the plant thing seems to only be making him more irritated. In fact, he sounds like he's about to go on a rampage, Hulk-style.]