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Entry tags:
- c: fuji yuuta,
- c: hero ibuki,
- c: jackal kuwahara,
- c: jade curtiss,
- c: kirihara akaya,
- c: kujikawa rise,
- c: niou masaharu,
- c: ootori choutarou,
- c: oshitari yuushi,
- c: shiraishi kuranosuke,
- c: soma,
- c: takakura himari,
- c: tooyama kintarou,
- c: yagyuu hiroshi,
- c: yukimura seiichi,
- location: new bark town,
- post: action,
- post: video
001; video/action: new bark town; adventure time;
[when the video feed turns on, there’s a hassle in the background, a burst of flame, some frantic jabbering in the background. a dark-skinned lad with a worried expression gestures at a sleepy camel in tow. the camel sneezes. there is fire. the Mom, her expression pleasant, is reaching for a broom. his voice filters through the speakers, frantic--]
But ma’am, you don’t understand! The camel, it’s sneezing fire! Is it allergies? No, shouldn’t this violate some kind of a safety hazard--?
[meanwhile, in the background, a redhead, smaller than the tanned kid, is fussing about, opening drawers, peeking in cabinets, turning over jars and looking underneath various furniture. he’s followed around by a tiny, fat, blue thing, picking up discarded items, sniffing at them and checking if they’re edible, then hiding them in its furry skirt-thing. they’re both not paying any attention to the flaming camel. why? because there is something much more important to do.]
Oi, Jackal, stop bothering Mom about the camel and help me find marshmallows. We can totally roast them every time that thing sneezes!
[the dark-skinned lad double-takes, makes a choking sort of sound, and turns to his companion. Mom is smiling.]
Bunta, what are you-- [a sudden, angry, scraping sound, the texture of a broom across a countertop, and Jackal throws up his arms, eyes wide] No, ma’am, please, put down that broom! Ma’am--
Uh oh, trouble!
You think?! Door, door, door--
[the roar of a mother, reclaiming her kitchen, because some things are universal. the broom swings through the air. the video catches the tail end of two teenagers, a camel and a … furry bear cub thing as they careen out the door, the redhead victorious with a jar of cookies tucked under his arm like a trophy (a soft echo of ‘dou, tensai-teki?’ in his wake.)]
OUT. Out, out, out, out, out--
[aaaaand feed cuts]
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thickfat AND remothering ARE GONNA REPLY. THREADJACK EVERYWHERE. ]
But ma’am, you don’t understand! The camel, it’s sneezing fire! Is it allergies? No, shouldn’t this violate some kind of a safety hazard--?
[meanwhile, in the background, a redhead, smaller than the tanned kid, is fussing about, opening drawers, peeking in cabinets, turning over jars and looking underneath various furniture. he’s followed around by a tiny, fat, blue thing, picking up discarded items, sniffing at them and checking if they’re edible, then hiding them in its furry skirt-thing. they’re both not paying any attention to the flaming camel. why? because there is something much more important to do.]
Oi, Jackal, stop bothering Mom about the camel and help me find marshmallows. We can totally roast them every time that thing sneezes!
[the dark-skinned lad double-takes, makes a choking sort of sound, and turns to his companion. Mom is smiling.]
Bunta, what are you-- [a sudden, angry, scraping sound, the texture of a broom across a countertop, and Jackal throws up his arms, eyes wide] No, ma’am, please, put down that broom! Ma’am--
Uh oh, trouble!
You think?! Door, door, door--
[the roar of a mother, reclaiming her kitchen, because some things are universal. the broom swings through the air. the video catches the tail end of two teenagers, a camel and a … furry bear cub thing as they careen out the door, the redhead victorious with a jar of cookies tucked under his arm like a trophy (a soft echo of ‘dou, tensai-teki?’ in his wake.)]
OUT. Out, out, out, out, out--
[aaaaand feed cuts]
[ooc; BOTH
thickfat AND remothering ARE GONNA REPLY. THREADJACK EVERYWHERE. ]
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And I applaud you for your successful apprehension of the cookie jar, Marui-kun.
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Next thing you'll tell me the whole team is in Pokémon land!
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Has he really been here for three months?
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[He adjusts his glasses slightly, his sleeve dropping a bit to reveal an incredibly nice watch on his wrist, slightly above the wrist weight.]
It's disorienting, I know. Before I explain, let me ask--what were you doing immediately before you found yourself here? [A beat.] How long has it been since the Nationals?
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[and who cares about that watch anyway, if it were a muffin, though...]
About a week or two. I just finished doing all my summer homework, too... [BUT THAT'S NOT THE POINT HERE]
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[Oh, it's a very dangerous watch, Marui-kun. It seems you're not the only one around with tensai teki.]
In theory, we'll all return to the exact moment we left, when we do eventually return. That's why none of us have noticed that any of the others have been gone.
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[AND YOUR WATCH DOESN'T HAVE A MUFFIN BUTTON SO THERE.]
If you left and returned before I did, then wouldn't you have remembered this and told us about it? [wait no this is yagyuu, he probably wouldn't...]
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[It could BE a muffin if it wanted. ...Not that it'd taste very good if it did, but--]
That's the other half of the theory--that any memories we make here, we lose upon our departure. Which would explain why no one noticed we were gone, not even ourselves.
[And why, for example, Kirihara-kun didn't tell them all about it the moment he gets back.]
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[You don't eat watches, Yagyuu. You just don't.]
You go on a pokémon adventure and you don't remember? Downright cruel!
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So we're really in a video game?
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I wouldn't say that. More that this world is structured to seem identical to the game; I don't believe we've actually entered a game itself, precisely.
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This is like no theme park that I've ever seen. Even the currency here is weird.
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It is, but you'll get used to it after a while. Unfortunate a prediction though that may be.
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But it sounds like we have no other choice than to do just that. According to Akaya, everyone else is at someplace called 'Goldenrod'-- is that right?
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That's right. We recently began renting a house in the interest of having a more permanent residence here. And I've been holding down a job at the local Pokemon center for quite some time now, as well. We're all fairly established in Goldenrod, and for good reason--it's the largest city in this nation.
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We have a house? [... putting two and two together--] So we're not leaving anytime soon, huh.
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Yagyuu, on the other hand, goes a little more solemn at the remarks. Leave it to Jackal to reach the right conclusions.]
Niou-kun's been here eight months with no sign of departure. Unpleasant as the prospect of settling in may seem, the fact of the matter is that there aren't many other options.
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You guys must've had it rough.
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