8etterl8: (r: 8unny hugs fuck yeah!)
8etterl8 ([personal profile] 8etterl8) wrote2012-02-13 02:14 pm

Tenth Eight8all [Video/action Goldenrod]

[So Vriska has a had a very long, would-be-trying morning, if she wasn't in such a fucking sunny mood thanks to whatever it is that is going on in Johto.

She'd been out scoping the new Pokémon that had been cropping up here and there, and happened to come across an unusual looking Ralts. She'd seen a few of them already and had tried to catch them, but they always teleported away. This strange looking Ralts had different coloring, but like the others had immediately teleported away when she tried to challenge it.

Vriska kept after it, because be damned if she was gonna let something this rare get away. So after hours of chasing it down, she finally, get this, asked if she could catch it. Even said please. Good thing no one was around to see that. The Ralts, spurred forward by this gesture of good will allowed Vriska to catch him.]


[Now the video comes on, and Vriska is back in Goldenrod, not far off from the OF house. She's sitting on the ground, the shiny Ralts in her lap, petting it, with a rather large grin on her face. Those good feels are really getting to her.]

So look at this cutey I picked up today! It was a hell of a chase, but I got him in the end!

[Ralts squirms a little and squeaks and Vriska hugs him a little tighter. He's just so cute!]

And look at these exquisite markings! How lucky can a girl get? I just need a good name for him now. Hmmmmmmmm.

[There's the sound of a Lopunny behind the 'Gear and Vriska rolls her eyes and pats her lap.]

Well get over here then, dummy. [And the feed turns off as Cameron makes a dash for his trainer in an excited scramble.]
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[personal profile] strideways 2012-02-16 07:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Could do worse. Some people name their dogs 'Spot.' And not all of them even fucking have spots.
strideways: (would you hold it against me?)

[personal profile] strideways 2012-02-18 02:29 am (UTC)(link)
Welcome to the human race. [ Dave glances at Lucky and moves closer, crouching down. ]

What do you want, little guy?