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charcoalfeather) wrote2016-05-13 07:33 pm
charcoalfeather) wrote2016-05-13 07:33 pm
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Third Feather [Video/Action for Violet city]
...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.]
[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.]
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[It doesn't take a lot to put the pieces together. Rakka didn't want to believe it, but she was older. So, it's entirely possible, that then...]
... Tobias?
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Oh, what's going on. [Letting a hand slide down her face, Rakka mutters as she puts on the kind of look she'd seen on... well, it's not important right now, is it?]
Uh, don't worry! I'll... [do... something? She'll wave at the child through the gear.]
Excuse me? Hello?
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H-hey! What are you - what kind of... this kind of looks like a Gameboy... but the graphics are way better...
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Uh, I'm sorry, but it's... actually not a game.
[Hey there, tiny Tobias. Rakka's got to break it to you somehow.]
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[Rachel in the background is busy facepawing.]
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Uh, yes, it does. [...] Are you really Tobias?
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H... how do you know my name? I... I didn't do anything bad, I promise!
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No, no! It's alright... You're not in any trouble, Tobias.
[...Oh, right.]
I know you, because I met you. A long time ago. I guess you wouldn't remember.
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[You are a stranger and he has watched enough PBS to know about Stranger Danger.]
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No...
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[She breathes a quiet sigh.]
What you need to know is that I met you there, a long time ago.
[And the less said about what happened there, the better.]
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[That doesn't make sense. Why would he just... not remember something like that?]
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Well... everyone forgets things sometimes. If I remember correctly, we only met for a couple hours.
[...Burdening a kid with this stuff probably isn't much better.]
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[No one wants to be around him. Not if they can help it.]
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What? No, no, you're not like that at all!
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...Who's told you that?
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...Well they're wrong. No one should ever treat someone like that, especially a child- and especially not by a part of their family!
[Yeah there's something about this confession that's burning inside Rakka. For once, she's... actually angry. It's a legitimate anger. Where it came from? Sorry Tobias but you're probably completely lost on Rakka's fury.]
I just don't get it... Telling a kid things like that is just brutal.
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I... it's okay, though, 'cause it's true...
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And this isn't helping. whoops.]
No. no, no it's not alright at all. [She shakes her head.] Just because someone else says something doesn't mean that it's true about you. It's just what they think, Tobias.
[She lets the pokegear dip slightly as she sighs.] That can't be how a family works.
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