lieutenantantichrist | [19] Video/Action for Olivine - "Warm Sun, Cool Ocean Breezes, Getting Ripshit On Ham"

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[19] Video/Action for Olivine - "Warm Sun, Cool Ocean Breezes, Getting Ripshit On Ham"

[The camera is pointed at the sky. It's clear for now, though clouds aren't far distant. There's the sound of waves, underlain by clicks and scraping noises very close to the speakers. The screen shifts until it is angled properly to show the one positioning it - a Clauncher. With careful movements of his claws, he makes sure that the Gear is balanced against the rocks behind it. Once he's satisfied, he scuttles backward daintily until he has room to work.

In the background, Blake is visible, wearing swim trunks and reclining on a distant beach chair and soaking in the last of the summer. Now and then an Emolga hops up and drops a Frisbee onto his bare chest, and he tosses it off across the beach again.

The Clauncher has found an expanse of clear sand and a period of time in which he is given no heed, and intends to make the most of both. With a wriggle of his tail to steady himself, he rises up and lifts his claw. A slender stream of water arcs to the ground, forming the shape of graceful cursive letters writ in dampened sand.]

SOS, please hear and heed
I've come from 'neath the sea
Observe misfortune's bitter grasp
See what's befallen me.

I came with brethren plentiful
I know not whence or why
Only that by some mischance
I caught a native's eye.

I am a humble creature; still,
I've pride and dignity
I'll tell you now, I wasn't hatched
For a brute's menagerie.

Won't anyone come lend a hand
Or wing, or pseudopod?
I'll find my way as best I can-
But spirit me from this clod!

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[Well, Clauncher, you've attracted the attention of at least one potential savior! Namely, a Gengar, whose enormous grinning face nearly takes up the entire screen. It doesn't take long for him to go from just staring creepily to actually speaking; when he does, it's...

... well, it's a thing, is what it is.]

Spirit, you say?
Callooh! Callay!
You've called at the right time!
For I, Aku, a ghastly ghoul
Have heard your kickass rhyme!

How shall I come?
With spear? With drum?
I'm ready for the fight!
To steal your soul from that old troll
I'll fight with all my might!

["What the hell are you doing," asks the flat, surly voice of a young man from somewhere off-screen. The Gengar, Aku, ignores him. Your turn, Clauncher. Show him more of your SICK RHYMES.]

[The Clauncher's claw clacks rapidly like an alarmed castanet when an enormous face appears on the screen, but it sounds friendly and offers welcome assistance.

He flaps his tail to cover the words with fresh dry sand and make a clean canvas.]

I thank you for your courage, friend
(Whatever beast you may be)
But first you've problems of your own
Beware your port side - look and flee!

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[Well, Aku was already aware of the person lingering nearby (after all, said person makes it hard not to be aware of him), but for the Clauncher's sake, he spares a second to shoot a glance in said person's direction. Then he barks out a loud, resounding laugh ("GAH HAH HAH HAH!") and looks back at the screen, that big, creepy smile of his widening.]

Oh, him? Pish-posh!
Put the kibosh
On all your fretting, chum!
For though my human may be fumin'
He's really rather dumb.

[(Off-screen, the crease in Yusuke's brow becomes even more pronounced. Did he just get insulted? He feels like he just got insulted.)]

So have no fear!
If you are near
I'll come quickly, I swear!
There is a beach within my reach
Perhaps you are out there?

[That is quite a laugh you have there, bipedal purple fellow. It makes the Clauncher's antennae bounce.]

You would have my heartfelt gratitude
For helping one who has been seized
I'd be on guard, though, were I you-
Your human looks displeased.

I know not what name they call this place
Or the principality thereof
Only that a shore spreads below
And a lighthouse winks above

[The human presence (and the Frisbee) on the beach would have been enough to attract some attention, but a blue lobster that's apparently tracing something in the sad? Definitely worth a look or six. Which is why our young poet now has a coat-less audience reading over his... lobstery shoulder.

Once he's done, Ash lifts his head to look at Blake, before turning back towards the poor Clauncher.]

...He's not that bad, you know. I mean, Steve obviously adores him, and I haven't heard the rest of his team complain either.

[A little ways away, Steve looks up from the sandcastle she's building to wave to her friend.

The Clauncher scuttles back, then begins a new stanza]

Sir, I'm not versed in customs here
Or in how things stand on land
For I was taken prisoner
Soon's my forelegs met with sand

I know not what to make of this
When unhappily intercepted
By ungainly things upon two legs
(Present company excepted)

[Steve gets a wave back and a smile while the Clauncher is writing. Wow, those rhymes are spontaneous?]

Oh, yeah, that would be a bit of a shock, if it's your first interaction with humans. But if it makes you feel better, it's supposed to be a mutually beneficial relationship. You fight for him and help him along on his journey, he helps you become stronger and ensures you have anything you might possibly need.

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[Well that. Sure is a thing.]

Pretty impressive. I uh... I'd have to write stuff down to think of a poem, but I can tell you one of my favorites, if you want? At least to take your mind off of it? I've got a few, actually.

[The little creature's eyes perk up, and his claw clacks with enthusiasm]

I may be out of water, yet
I suppose things could be worse
I'd be gladdened to learn something new
Please, soothe my nerves with verse.

[And of course as soon as he offers all of his smart poetry leaves his head. He thinks for a moment, before remembering something he learned for a class a long time ago.]

There is a place where the sidewalk ends
and before the street begins,
and there the grass grows soft and white,
and there the sun burns crimson bright,
and there the moon-bird rests from his flight
to cool in the peppermint wind.

Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
and the dark street winds and bends.
Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
we shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow
and watch where the chalk-white arrows go
to the place where the sidewalk ends.

Yes we'll walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
and we'll go where the chalk-white arrows go,
for the children, they mark, and the children, they know,
the place where the sidewalk ends.

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[Kayneth watches the whole thing with slight bemusement; granted, that's the only thing that can be gleaned from his expression for the length of it.

There's a bit of silence when it ends, before Kayneth speaks.]

Blake, you ought to attend to your new lobster. It's barely been a week and it's already writing dreary poetry.

[The Clauncher leaps in alarm, his small legs scrabbling. He scrawls quickly]

Cruel stranger! To raise the alarm
Now I shall have to duck

[That's as far as he gets before Blake has come over and picked him up by the tail. He swings in Blake's nonplussed grip and makes an indignant sound that is unmistakably lobster for unhand me!

Blake looks down at the phone, holding his arm out to keep anything important out of pinching range. From the screen's low position, you get a lovely view of hairy legs.]

Hey Archie. What's going on here?

[...Kayneth's lip curls in distaste because ugh, his sensibilities are so offended by those legs.]

Well, I was admiring the scenery... and I also happened to notice that your Pokemon fancies itself a poet.

The key word here being "fancies."

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[ one cannot slam the SLICK BEATS without gamzee knowing about it

and slamming right the fuck back ]

Haha— Turn up, crabbro!

[ he can hear the beat in his head already— sirens and honks and everything . . . he looks down to his scraggy, who eagerly pulls its bundle of loose skin up and promptly ( assertively!!! but rather cutely ) asks for a chance to challenge the clauncher, pulling at the clown's pants to get his attention. ]

You want the beat, Pb? Aight— Hit us up while I get ready to kick this bitch down the motherfuckin' stairs—

[ "hells yeah!!" it squeaks, and off it goes with a one handed beatbox, while gamzee starts off. ]

Yoooo, guess it's my chance, my silent water brother!
Motherfucker with a thousand fuckin' words, one after another—
Got a clown to nod with the lines, check those strict fuckin' rhymes
Ain't a teach, but you want some schoolfeedin', yeah?
Alls you gotta do is some motherfuckin' believin'—
You ain't got no frown, but Gamz read some true.
Tell your invertebrothers, right the fuck here— words be paper and my hear ducts be glue.
What's got you all motherfuckin' blue?

[ AYYYYYY ]

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["Crabbro" is not something this particular crustacean has ever been called before, but it seems to be meant in good spirits.

Then an odd orange creature is making interesting rhythmic noises, as the young man begins to rhyme. The Clauncher's head lifts, and though he can't say he quite understands it all, his front legs tap out time on the sand.]

What troubles me is simply
I'm alone in this bright air
My compatriots have scattered far
And wide; I know not where

It looks as though I've no recourse
But to accept a cross to bear
The company of this creature strange:
Too few legs and too much hair.

[ hmmm—

let the beats continue ]

You ain't alone, motherfucker
—If that's what y'all are meanin'.
Look back at your pink bro, and you'll see what I be seein'
Like Pb here, lil' yellow guy
Nothin' like me facewise, but true to my pump, so motherfuckin' fly.

[ he puts a hand over his chest to mean "heart" ]

I'm talkin' homies, man.
Talkin' about these bros of mine
Our motherfuckin' homies, yo!
We throwin' up clown love signs.
Your motherfuckin' homies
Talkin' about those motherfuckers right there
They can be your homies, Crabbro
Ain't got that many legs— but they got your back, though.

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[ A small Noibat appears on screen. With great effort, she drags the ballpoint pen clutched in her tiny wing-claws over a piece of hotel paper, as though it were a calligraphy brush. Words are formed: ]

the lonely poet
writes his verses in the sand --
are you listening?

a stranger hearkens:
your plea has been heeded, friend
can one be of aid?

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[The Clauncher hops in excitement on his front legs. This is a very good sign.]

I see your words and heed them well
O my chiropteran friend
Perhaps you can assist me here
And put my fears to end

First can you tell me of these beings,
Two legs, no fur or shell?
With towering height and booming voice
And an odd mammalian smell?

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[ The Noibat chitters excitedly at receiving a response, then, with great solemnity, picks her pen back up. ]

this one is yet young,
hatched but a few days ago;
still, I may assist

you speak of the beings
who catch us in contraptions
for their amusement

they are called "humans";
mine, as peaches in summer,
garbs herself in pink

odd though she may be,
I believe she means no harm --
is yours different?

(as a final note:
what is wrong with mammals' smell?
I think we smell nice)

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[Raikov finds it amusing that Blake's at the beach... especially now that he's in Kanto with Scar. If he were still in Olivine, he'd go creep. Siiigh. Oh well.]

I'm sorry you have such a mean trainer. I'd take good care of you though.

Trainer? Sir, I'll have you know
I've many a year in this shell
I'm well inclined to feed my mind
I know things and know them well

I've learned biology, astronomy,
Electrical conduction
The works of all the major minds:
I little need this oaf's instruction.

Trainer, owner, whatever. ... You are much more intelligent than any Pokemon I've met so far though.

Did he catch you? I mean, if he hasn't, you could just run away...

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safdasd lsjf pui jbj

[That jumbled mass of letters comes from an odd source; a small Eevee, staring wide eyed and curiously at the other Pokémon.

It would seem she's not good at typing with those paws. But she still seems to be trying.]

[The Clauncher tilts his head at the screen, then resumes writing, with a tinge of excitement.]

A cipher, is it? I am intrigued!
A letter substitution?
Give me a moment, let me think
I'll seek out a solution.

[Kawa just smiles. Her head was in the clouds and she was talking to a fish. Things couldn't be better for the baby pokemon.]

!DFSSDG

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