Shū Tsukiyama (月山 習) | ɢᴏᴜʀᴍᴇᴛ (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
preybeforemeals) wrote2014-11-24 01:47 am
preybeforemeals) wrote2014-11-24 01:47 am
Entry tags:
- !ic,
- *action,
- *video,
- @bertholt fubar,
- @carter blake,
- @cecil palmer,
- @france,
- @greed,
- @kayneth archibald el-melloi,
- @kazuichi banjou,
- @labrys,
- @makoto naegi,
- @meridiana everett,
- @micchy kureshima,
- @nagi naoe,
- @veronica madaraki,
- also mirabella,
- and so no one should criticize me,
- ganbatte tsukiyama-san,
- gentleman of wealth and taste,
- he left escapism hell for this,
- his goddamn life right now,
- jfc he's an eyesore,
- next pokemon master right here,
- this is going swimmingly,
- this is gonna go immediately tits-up,
- tsukiyama no,
- why is this a thing,
- winning
002. [Video/Action for Goldenrod City]
[Well, it seems that Tsukiyama has finally left whatever hellhole he's buried himself in for the last couple of weeks; he hasn't been out nearly as much as he'd normally like – really, he hasn't been out at all unless it's been absolutely necessary – but it seems that today he's decided that if he's going to bury himself in several layers of escapist fantasy, he might as well do it outside rather than behind the locked doors of a hotel room.
...That, and he's run out of reading material.
The feed from Tsukiyama's device today opens with a slow pan over some of what he's managed to find in his attempt to stave off boredom; after a moment, his voice can be heard over the video.]
I'm finding myself a bit at a loss, really – if nothing else, I'm unsure whether I should be impressed or offended.
[To his credit, he sounds more amused than anything; after a moment he turns the camera around to actually get him in the shot. He seems well enough, if a bit exasperated.]
They seem to have things such as The Metamorphosis and Battle Royale as well, things that don't seem to have changed much just judging by the title, but I'm sure there's some sort of completely hideous difference in there that will make itself known eventually. For now I think I'm just grateful that I haven't found anything like The Black Gogoat's Egg...I'm sure it would be by someone like Takatsuki Sentret, while we're at it.
[Because this place is a travesty like that.]
From what I've seen, the film selection isn't much better... Tell me if you've found anything particularly interesting during your time here, will you? I don't particularly mind if it's a pun-entrenched mess; if anything, I'm a little curious about how badly they've managed to butcher things.
[Granted, he's not entirely sure how this is going to go, given that there's apparently a market for things like Sharpedonado around here and as such he is effectively asking for recommendations from people who find things like that to be high art, but you know what, live a little.]
[ACTION]
[It's a little overcast today but it's not too cold, and as such he can be found sitting in one of the squares near the department store; there's a café nearby that he's come to like, even if it's not Anteiku (because nothing is quite like Anteiku, even if he'd never really frequented the place as much as some it had its charms, he can't deny that), and he's claimed one of the outdoor tables with a book laid nearby and a cup of something that steams in front of him. As usual, he's a little hard to miss – which is really just a polite way of saying that he's still something of an eyesore, but at least it looks like there was an attempt today and the entire ensemble is blessedly argyle-free.
He's not reading the book he's got laid out, though once in a while he looks at it in a way that implies he's tempted to at least see how much of a shitshow it's surely going to be; for now, his time seems to be given to actually taking the time to savor the joy that is pumpkin-spice everything while it lasts (as long as we all take the word "joy" to mean "experience that involves drinking that coffee once in a while like he's not sure if it's poison, only to set it down and look at it funny and be clearly unsure in its general direction...but for some reason he can't stop drinking it once in a while anyway") and...once in a while swatting away a really persistent Klefki that is hovering near his head.
She doesn't seem to mind the swatting; if anything, she's seeming to find it to be a game of some sort, and she keeps coming back and...unlatching, for lack of a better word, for the sake of waving one of the keys she's found in his general direction with the happiest damn noise because NO YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND
SHE FOUND A PRETTY ONE AREN'T YOU PROUD OF HER.
...After a while the implications of that will sink in, however, and...]
...Mirabella...
[Surely she hasn't.]
Mirabella, amore – exactly where have you been getting those...?
[If he has gotten some sort of kleptomaniac keyring he swears to god - ]
...That, and he's run out of reading material.
The feed from Tsukiyama's device today opens with a slow pan over some of what he's managed to find in his attempt to stave off boredom; after a moment, his voice can be heard over the video.]
I'm finding myself a bit at a loss, really – if nothing else, I'm unsure whether I should be impressed or offended.
[To his credit, he sounds more amused than anything; after a moment he turns the camera around to actually get him in the shot. He seems well enough, if a bit exasperated.]
They seem to have things such as The Metamorphosis and Battle Royale as well, things that don't seem to have changed much just judging by the title, but I'm sure there's some sort of completely hideous difference in there that will make itself known eventually. For now I think I'm just grateful that I haven't found anything like The Black Gogoat's Egg...I'm sure it would be by someone like Takatsuki Sentret, while we're at it.
[Because this place is a travesty like that.]
From what I've seen, the film selection isn't much better... Tell me if you've found anything particularly interesting during your time here, will you? I don't particularly mind if it's a pun-entrenched mess; if anything, I'm a little curious about how badly they've managed to butcher things.
[Granted, he's not entirely sure how this is going to go, given that there's apparently a market for things like Sharpedonado around here and as such he is effectively asking for recommendations from people who find things like that to be high art, but you know what, live a little.]
[ACTION]
[It's a little overcast today but it's not too cold, and as such he can be found sitting in one of the squares near the department store; there's a café nearby that he's come to like, even if it's not Anteiku (because nothing is quite like Anteiku, even if he'd never really frequented the place as much as some it had its charms, he can't deny that), and he's claimed one of the outdoor tables with a book laid nearby and a cup of something that steams in front of him. As usual, he's a little hard to miss – which is really just a polite way of saying that he's still something of an eyesore, but at least it looks like there was an attempt today and the entire ensemble is blessedly argyle-free.
He's not reading the book he's got laid out, though once in a while he looks at it in a way that implies he's tempted to at least see how much of a shitshow it's surely going to be; for now, his time seems to be given to actually taking the time to savor the joy that is pumpkin-spice everything while it lasts (as long as we all take the word "joy" to mean "experience that involves drinking that coffee once in a while like he's not sure if it's poison, only to set it down and look at it funny and be clearly unsure in its general direction...but for some reason he can't stop drinking it once in a while anyway") and...once in a while swatting away a really persistent Klefki that is hovering near his head.
She doesn't seem to mind the swatting; if anything, she's seeming to find it to be a game of some sort, and she keeps coming back and...unlatching, for lack of a better word, for the sake of waving one of the keys she's found in his general direction with the happiest damn noise because NO YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND
SHE FOUND A PRETTY ONE AREN'T YOU PROUD OF HER.
...After a while the implications of that will sink in, however, and...]
...Mirabella...
[Surely she hasn't.]
Mirabella, amore – exactly where have you been getting those...?
[If he has gotten some sort of kleptomaniac keyring he swears to god - ]
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To his credit, Banjou looks fairly calm about this. Confusion isn't good but maybe he'll get lucky.]
Defense Curl, Kamu. Shake it off.
[Which would be all well and good if the poor confused beaver didn't somehow injure itself in the process.
...Oh well, maybe next time?]
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Swagger. Again.
[...Which...seems a bit pointless because Kamu is already damn confused, so really he's just ramping up your attack stat again, but. Still.]
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The poor dumb animal is already confused. That being said, this will either go well, or Kamu will hurt himself again. So much for trying to spend a turn making sure the Bibarel didn't hurt itself.]
Come on, Kamu. Snap out of it. Water gun.
[That beaver tries so hard. There's a delay before it responds, but it doesn't hurt itself this time, attacking Renaud with all its might.]
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he knows you are because he bolstered it himself
and so naturally you...
...you...
...you hit him with a special attack that has like 40 power behind it apparently FUCKING REALLY, BANJOU]
...I really do hope you have more of a plan than that.
[I mean his Inkay isn't happy because no seriously he is not here for getting wailed on by a beaver today and he is seriously getting wailed on, but you know what - ]
Foul Play.
[...And that would be why he spent time ramping your attack stat up, Banjou; it takes your stat modifiers into account, not his. So that's a four-stage stat boost with 95 base power as it is.
Because Inkays are fucking assholes.]
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No, now Banjou is going to go back to taking this seriously, assuming it doesn't immediately knock out Kamu because really--
--and that's a bad hit.
Kamu is still up, but the poor guy isn't going to stand another hit.
He may as well let Kamu go out doing something impressive, since he's going to be knocked out the next attack.]
Hyper Fang.
[And by some miracle the Bibarel avoids injuring himself into unconsciousness.]
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Renaud is currently down for the ten-count because Reflect is doing exactly nothing against a Hyper Fang with an attack boost that high; Tsukiyama just laughs a bit as he recalls him, tossing another out onto the field once that's dealt with.]
He's not bad when you let him do something useful, Banjou-san.
[And when you aren't, you know. Wasting time on not strategizing.
The second Pokémon he's thrown out there is his Growlithe, Nadia; she's not as obstinate as Renaud tends to be outside of battle, and thankfully when she's in battle she does things that aren't 1. being obnoxious or 2. trying to jump on him.
Because otherwise she is both obnoxious as hell and constantly trying to jump on him.]
Level 25, by the way - Take Down, Nadia.
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So, one Super Potion is great.
......which would be perfect if that thing didn't have a power of 90.
Ow.
The Bibarel goes down hard and Banjou recalls him quickly. He only has one other Pokemon, so he may as well bring her out and... well. It's a Sylveon. It's definitely not something he'd go out and catch himself, but she'd followed him around everywhere. And that is how Banjou ended up with the most sparkly looking Pokemon he's ever seen.]
Kagayaki, use Swift.