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6th blade [Goldenrod city/Video]
Jan. 19th, 2015 09:24 pm[It's pretty darn late. It was basically midnight, and apparently someone got the idea that it would be fun to broadcast a video. Oh well, maybe it's fun?
It was dark, though. Wherever the video screen pointed almost nothing was visible, only the darkness and shadows elongated by the light coming from the Pokegear screen. A light, almost impish laughter could be heard from behind the screen, though. So that meant someone, or something was obviously controlling this.
And then, it moves, very quickly, everything in the gear's view blurs together until it finally settles and is set down some distance away, which finally shows something that's visible, and not darkness and shadows: Veronica. The trainer was fast asleep on a couch underneath a blanket, cuddling three Pokemon because that was almost the norm in this world. A young looking Mareep, curled up into a ball of fluff at her legs. A Ralts, cuddling into the crook of one of her arms. And a Happiny, that seemed to be differently colored, in her other arm. All of them looked quite content at the moment.
At least, until Wicked G poked his head into the frame, obscuring the frame for just a moment with his wide grin. He was followed shortly by 2shade, who seemed just as excited as her brother at what they were scheming up.
Both of them here holding markers in their hands.
Wicked G waved it at his trainer like a conductor's baton, explaining something in pokemon speak before it was obscured by his infectious laughter. He floated over to his trainer and removed the cap from the marker while 2shade kept her eye on the Pokegear.
Maybe someone should do something. Maybe.]
It was dark, though. Wherever the video screen pointed almost nothing was visible, only the darkness and shadows elongated by the light coming from the Pokegear screen. A light, almost impish laughter could be heard from behind the screen, though. So that meant someone, or something was obviously controlling this.
And then, it moves, very quickly, everything in the gear's view blurs together until it finally settles and is set down some distance away, which finally shows something that's visible, and not darkness and shadows: Veronica. The trainer was fast asleep on a couch underneath a blanket, cuddling three Pokemon because that was almost the norm in this world. A young looking Mareep, curled up into a ball of fluff at her legs. A Ralts, cuddling into the crook of one of her arms. And a Happiny, that seemed to be differently colored, in her other arm. All of them looked quite content at the moment.
At least, until Wicked G poked his head into the frame, obscuring the frame for just a moment with his wide grin. He was followed shortly by 2shade, who seemed just as excited as her brother at what they were scheming up.
Both of them here holding markers in their hands.
Wicked G waved it at his trainer like a conductor's baton, explaining something in pokemon speak before it was obscured by his infectious laughter. He floated over to his trainer and removed the cap from the marker while 2shade kept her eye on the Pokegear.
Maybe someone should do something. Maybe.]
