Third Feather [Video/Action for Violet city]

[charcoalfeather]

...Hello? Is this working? At all?

[The feed opens on a familiar street of Violet City, somewhere notably outside the gym. The beautiful morning it is, you'd think that nothing's wrong at a glance, but you'd be so wrong.

The voice itself that could be heard just now was possibly unrecognizable, not helped by how the screen isn't facing whoever's holding it; it's pointed a the gym, rather. But then it moves along, going to a group of Pokemon standing around nearby, and a Dodrio, who's three heads all seem curious about the pokegear... or whoever's holding it.]

Well, it looks like it's working, right Kuki? Hmm, the Pokegear still being broken would be the least of our worries.

[A worried squawk follows. The voice is mature, but still light, like someone that was just stepping into an adult's shoes. A nice step away from the confusing rush of children on the network, isn't it?

But enough of the scenery, the gear is finally turned over, smoothly revealing... Rakka? Only, she looks like Rakka, albeit from several years down the line. She positions the gear until it's pointed directly on her face.]

...Some of you might not recognize me right now. [Hehe. Hair's still a mess, but that smile's one hundred percent her's.] It's Rakka. I guess I wouldn't recognize me either if I suddenly looked like this.

[But therein lies the point. With minor hesitancy, she speaks.] Is... anyone there? Karkat? Ashley? ...Yang? I'll take anyone, really it... feels like I slept for years. So, I just need to know if anyone's still around, okay?

[She'll let that sit for a moment, glance away, and cut the feed.]

Action for Violet City

[Y'know, maybe if this world actually gave them some warning when it was about to get weird, maybe it wouldn't be so bad? Yeah! Rakka could live without some of this excitement; it's not exactly fun to wake up in bed feeling like you've slept through your teens. Still... got to try and look on the bright side!

...It's a nice day? Bluh.

Well, curiosity never really dies down. And she's got on a nice dress she doesn't remember buying. So she sets out on a stroll through the city. She's always got at least one of her roster at her side - yes, even the Phantump because someone's feeling a bit braver. She spends the day talking to the locals, asking people in random shops and Sprout tower about the current weirdness, to not much luck. Mmrrgh.

She can at least try and unwind a little at a cafe she comes across, but her pokemon are getting their share of it. What? She's eating! One, or two bites count.]

Comments

[Video]

[wing_attack]

[Well, there's the image of a boy, but he's not talking to the camera. Instead, the image swings to a familiar-looking Braviary, and then back to the boy.]

[Please get the picture, Rakka. Rachel does not speak human.]

[text]

[quadrangle]

[... okay, so there's basically no chance in hell he's going to have the composure necessary to respond in video. Just. Holy fuck, Rakka? Oh god. She asked for him, oh god. She asked for him first, oh god. She's—she's all mature-looking and it's honestly sort of terrifying but oh god. Help.]

HI. HELLO.

[??????????? IS HE NEVER GOING TO BE ABLE TO TALK TO HER AND NOT MAKE A COMPLETE ASS OF HIMSELF, WHAT IS THIS]

I'M HERE. EVERYONE'S STILL HERE. THERE'S JUST SOME AGE AND OR MEMORY INUNDATING OUR HAPPY HAMLET WITH RAMPANT SLAPSTICK SHITFUCKERY AND ENOUGH SQUALLING WIGGLERS TO POPULATE ENOUGH SCHOOLHIVE RUMPUSBLOCKS TO COVER A GODDAMN METEOR.
I GUESS I SHOULD HAVE EXPECTED SOME PEOPLE WOULD GET THE OPPOSITE END OF THE DEAL BUT I'VE BEEN SORT OF FUCKING PREOCCUPIED WITH MAKING SURE DAVE DOESN'T STICK A PRONGED NUTRITION IMPLEMENT INTO AN ELECTRICAL APPLIANCE POWERING STATION.

[He is making so much sense right now. Wow.]

SO UH
HOW'S BEING AN ADULT.

[Video]

[knightoftimeout]

Hi, Rakka. Your dress is pretty. Why d'you need Katkat for?

[Video]

[hashtagafreakingghost]

[Well. This sure is Ashley, but uh.]

You know me too, miss...? 'm sorry, I'm not a big girl, I'm ten.

action

[mafille]

[Not too long after Rakka and her pokemon set themselves down and start eating, a little girl stomps her way to the table next to the one she's sitting by while a Chatot is following her, holding a chocolate cookie in its beak. Apparently, she's holding a large cup herself, which she places on the top of the table eventually.]

Nothing like a coffee in the afternoon!

[No one in the right mind would give her coffee, though—it's just hot chocolate. Hearing that, her Chatot tilts his head but gets back to the cookie a moment later.]

Look, Kousei! [It seems that it's the Chatot's name.] This beautiful lady has so many pokemon!

[At this point, Chatot just wants to dig a hole for himself somehow and hide, seriously...]

Action

[coolskeleton_95]

[There appears to be some sort of Dinosaur swinging an almost too small child around by the seat of his pants. He is screaming.]

BIG BROTHERRRRRRRRRRR!!!!! HELP MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!