Lt. Carter Blake (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
lieutenantantichrist) wrote2013-05-11 03:44 am
lieutenantantichrist) wrote2013-05-11 03:44 am
[5]Video/Action for Violet City
[The feed comes up on Blake outside the Violet City gym. He's holding the Gear in one hand and tossing something small in the other. Behind him his Snubbull is sitting on his Mareep, both looking proud of themselves. For his part, Blake doesn't look so thrilled.]
Hell of a loaded word, "badge."
[He catches it on the toss and holds it up to the camera.]
Look at that. Does it looks like much use to you?
[He sighs and slips it in his pocket.]
Zap the crap out of a kid's birds and get a medal that lets you fly.
You know what the worst part is? It's not until right now I realized there's anything wrong with that. I'm getting used to it.
[He starts walking aimlessly down the street, Pokemon trotting after him.]
It's baseball season, not that you'd know it here. Can't remember the last time I missed Opening Day. But hell, now it's been more than a month. Just went right by. How's it even May if you're not arresting drunk idiots on Cinco de Mayo? It's not right.
[Blake looks troubled.]
It's too easy to get caught up in this animal fighting crap and forget about the real world.
[His expression shifts toward its more familiar flinty pugnacity.]
Almost everybody here's been here longer than me. Give me some proof you haven't forgotten. Tell me something about home. Anything, I don't know, something you miss.
Hell of a loaded word, "badge."
[He catches it on the toss and holds it up to the camera.]
Look at that. Does it looks like much use to you?
[He sighs and slips it in his pocket.]
Zap the crap out of a kid's birds and get a medal that lets you fly.
You know what the worst part is? It's not until right now I realized there's anything wrong with that. I'm getting used to it.
[He starts walking aimlessly down the street, Pokemon trotting after him.]
It's baseball season, not that you'd know it here. Can't remember the last time I missed Opening Day. But hell, now it's been more than a month. Just went right by. How's it even May if you're not arresting drunk idiots on Cinco de Mayo? It's not right.
[Blake looks troubled.]
It's too easy to get caught up in this animal fighting crap and forget about the real world.
[His expression shifts toward its more familiar flinty pugnacity.]
Almost everybody here's been here longer than me. Give me some proof you haven't forgotten. Tell me something about home. Anything, I don't know, something you miss.
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Sure, getting in fights is all he's good for, that doesn't make me some kind of crazy fucking alien hategay!
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THAT'S A THING THAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU DON'T SPECIFICALLY NEED A MALE AND A FEMALE TO REPRODUCE.
I MEAN PEOPLE CAN HAVE A THING FOR ONLY GUYS OR ONLY GIRLS MUCH LIKE A HUMAN CAN BE DRAWN TO PEOPLE WITH BLUE EYES OR DARK HAIR.
THAT'S NOT REALLY THE POINT THOUGH??
A KISSMESIS IS JUST THE FUCKER THAT YOU LOVE TO HATE AND JUST KNOWS HOW TO IRRITATE YOU IN ALL THE BEST WAYS.
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[He knows he doesn't want to know the details of the mechanics.]
It's a thing for my species you little prick, and if you don't stop calling me gay for the biggest fucking asshole on the planet you're going to get your ass kicked back to Jupiter.
[Blake is now typing so hard the phone is nearly jerking out of his hands.]
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FOR ALL I KNOW, WE SIMPLY EVOLVED TO BE WHAT WE ARE.
BUT RIGHT NOW?
I'M A LITTLE FREAKED OUT BY HOW HARD YOU'RE FLIRTING.
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I'm not fucking flirting with anybody, you delusional freak! Hate is hate, and goddammit, when it comes to people who piss me off you're not even in the top ten.
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THAT SHOULD TELL YOU EVERYTHING THERE IS TO KNOW ABOUT WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME RIGHT THERE.
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