lieutenantantichrist | [8] Video/Action for Goldenrod, backdated to around the 9th

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[8] Video/Action for Goldenrod, backdated to around the 9th

[Jail is fucking boring.]

[They'd stuck Blake in a cell for a while until they figured out something about community service. It was a lot faster than back in the real world, but even crazy bullshit island has red tape. Blake's not sure whether that's nostalgic or not.]

[Cells are the same everywhere, too. He's never been on this side before. The novelty wears off fast.]

[He wishes he had a ball to bounce against the wall or something. They didn't even leave him any of his animals for company. Maybe that's a good thing. He doesn't know how he's going to explain this to Steve.]

[There's nothing but a book, and there's only so much anybody can take of The Dratini Code.]

[Blake leans back on the hard bunk and tosses his phone in one hand. When he got in here the one thing he was sure of was that he didn't want to talk to anybody, but nothing weakens that conviction like a couple hours alone with the hot, uneasy feeling in the back of his head.]

[He flips the phone open before he can think about it too much and says the first thing that comes to mind.]

[The face that comes up on the screen will look a lot less combative and more withdrawn than usual.]

Hey.

You think they have the Shawshank Redemption around here?

Maybe with one of those stupid puns in the title, and he digs his way out with one of those mole things. A little tiny one for finding rocks.

Seems like everything around here is like back home but turned the local kind of stupid. Do they even make any real original movies?

[In the crappy florescent lights shared by jails everywhere, the lines on his face look deep and weathered.]

I'm tired of nothing but the same old thing.

((OOC: Open for calls and visitors! Blake's in jail for punching Parker, but you don't have to broach the topic if you don't want to. He's not real proud of himself, so he'll pussyfoot around it unless asked directly. If you definitely don't want it to come up, just put in an OOC note.))

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[Well boy, apparently that's one thing that's hardly different between dimensions - the inside of a jail cell looks about as hospitable in the land of fire-breathing everything, teleporting ballerinas, and six foot ferrets as it did pretty much anywhere else.

And over the course of his trial, Lee had seen enough of the inside of a holding cell to recognize his friend's surroundings before anything else.

Lee also didn't take Carter for the kind of guy to usually be on that side of the bars (being a cop and all), but he knows better than to openly provoke a white guy before he has the full details.]

You doin' okay there?

[Oh. Oh would you look at that. How delicious.. Bro knows the look of a jail- he's been there a couple times, mainly when he was a stupid teenager. It's not something you really forget. The fact that Blake is in one is so fucking perfect. It's ironic, considering he's a cop. Bro fucking loves it.]

Well, well, well, looks like somebody has been a bad little pony.

[He had seen the feed, but hadn't made the connection of what city it was in until the next day when the ninja arrived into town early for the bug competition. So obviously the first thing he did was go off and see Blake in jail. After all, didn't this man claim to be a police officer?

Thus, Obito stepping into the room and waving at the man on the other side of the bars fairly early in the morning.]

Soooo, what'd you do?

_{[Ralph quite suddenly surfaces from a nearby sewer, once again a free man. He stretches his arms upward into the sun, his work vest clenched in one fist, and draws in a deep breath of non-sewer air. He doesn't even care that he's still filthy or scared the daylights out of some passing little old lady. He's free, he's free!]}

PRAISE NINTENDO!

[Shortly after the video is broadcast, Blake gets a visitor. Rude's let in by the guards for visiting after leaving all his Pokemon up at the front.]

Hey.

[For a scene taking place in jail, Rude seems rather nonchalant. It's almost like one of their previous conversations that they've had over the phone over casual matters.]

Of all places that I didn't think I'd see you, I admit that jail is rather high on the list. At least it's likely to be a short sentence, knowing this place, though I doubt that's much consolation for you, Lieutenant.

At least they allowed you the device in there; small mercies.

I haven't seen that one around yet, but I can send you a novelization of the Full Metal Cop series if you want.

[He doesn't want to pry, but.]

Did one of the kid trainers on the road finally complain about grownups defeating him and taking his lunch money?

[...is that a cell in the background? What on earth happened?]

Are you-- are you all right?

...the hell are you doing in the can?

[Crusty old bastard, have another crusty old bastard dropping in for a chat.]

[While Blake is chillin in the cell, guess who found out the news and could wait to come? ~~Secret: She came for the bug catching contest.~~ If Blake is chillin on a rusty bench in there, he might have some company.]

You know, it wouldn't hurt to add some colorful streamers or something.

[Hello Blake. Pinkie just ninjaed in while she helped herself to a snack.] Want some?

If they do, they'd probably call it something silly like the Sawsbuck Redemption.

[He shrugs. Having found such masterpieces as Staryu Wars and other punny material lately, nothing would surprise him at this rate.]

Pretty sure every movie here's got some tie to Pokémon, but who knows? Maybe there's one or two that aren't parallels of stories from other worlds.

[He'd ask why or how Blake got into jail, but given his attitude, he'll refrain for the time being. He knows how grouchy the guy can be.]

_{[... You're a cop. How the hell did you land yourself in jail.]}

... Dude, what did you do?

[ Well, he's certainly setting a good example. Only... not.

She can't help but ask: ]

What happened?

[He blinks, and shoves up his shades. Shock and a tad bit of concern is written all over his face. He narrows his red eyes as if trying to see past whatever is going on.] Shit. What the hell did you do to land in the slammer here?

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[ACTION] Forward dated to the 12th, somewhere in the streets