mischiefbreeder | 37 [Video/Action] (backdated to Friday 6/6)

[Video A]
[It was a delayed effect the draft had on Gold. He'd been on numerous drafts before, and thanks to a combination of cunning, strategy, and a lot of luck, he always pulled through fine without an issue. Not without his fair share of injuries, but always without casualties.

But something was different about this one. Even besides how sloppy everything turned out, one thing in particular hit really hard. Crystal lost one of her Pokémon on this draft, and it didn't look like he was coming back, either. Originally, it only particularly weighed on him because he neglected to be there helping her. She was new to this. She wasn't experienced with the drafts like he and Silver were. But then a different feeling began to overwhelm that, once that guilt subsided. The sudden realization that she's not the only one it could happen to.

No matter how much luck and skill he demonstrates out there, there's always the chance one of his Pokémon could get killed, just like Archy did. Just like that, he could lose Explotaro, or Togetaro... or even Aitaro. The idea of losing one of his trusted partners hurt even more than the idea of losing one of his friends. And that was why he had to find a way to get stronger, to be able to stand on his own two legs and fight with his own two hands, without having to rely on his Pokémon to fight his battles for him all the time.

Albeit with hesitation, he makes a post to the journals.]

Anybody out there who might be able to teach me how to fight?

[He hopes there's someone willing and able.]
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[Video B (accidental)/Action]
[Following that little excursion, Gold took to the rec center, hoping to distract himself with a little game of pool. He sat the journal on the edge of the pool table, keeping it nearby if he got any responses.

And then suddenly it happens. While lining up a particularly tricky shot, everything just suddenly vanishes. The pool table, the pinball machines, the table tennis, all the furniture... and the building itself. Gone, in an instant. Gold misses his shot due to the shot no longer existing, causing him to nearly stumble forward due to losing his balance from supporting himself against the table. The journal falls to the ground and opens up to a blank page, starting recording just in time to catch Gold's reaction.]

Wh--... What the hell just happened?! It... It's gone!

[If running into him in person, feel free to catch him either before or after the rec center disappears.]

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Gotcha! [He's gonna have a busy day today, apparently.]

[Well, with the plan set, Ven bolts out the door and dashes out to the battle dome. He'll hang by the lobby until Gold arrives, snacking on one of the treats from the vending machines: a bag of cheesy chips to be precise.

After all, if they're gonna be goofing around, he might as well keep his energy up.]

[Gold shows up soon enough. And by soon enough, I mean fashionably late.]

Hope I haven't kept you waiting long!

Naw, it's fine!

[He pulls out another chip and takes a bite before holding out the bag to Gold. Y'know, in case he wants some.]

I've got tons of ways to keep busy-- like people watching. Trust me, I'm not gonna keel over from boredom any time soon.

[Well, don't mind if he does, then, grabbing a chip from that bag.]

Well, let's get started then!

[Nodding, Ven swivels in the direction of the nearest chamber and starts marching. Yeah, there's no denying his excitement here. He's never actually tried using the Glider in the dome before.]

Soooo, you got any preferences for the location?

Well, if you're leaving the decision up to me... [Gold runs over to the console to start setting up a simulation. He's got a few places in mind...]

[Well, while Gold inputs the settings Ven keeps himself occupied by whistling to himself. The catch? He's whistling "It's a Small World."]

[And what pops up is a large sports dome! There're bleachers surrounding the perimeter, and a race track with obstacles. There are several smaller fields in the area that the race track surrounds, such as a rock wall, a snow field, and an area designed for capture the flag. The area's completely deserted though, aside from a blimp floating in the area that says "WELCOME TO THE POKEATHLON!"]

[Well, this is unexpected. So unexpected that Ven's eyes move away from Gold and start darting all over the place. He spins around, eying the bleachers. THen the track. Then he takes a few steps towards the snow field, while a grin steadily forms along his lips.

And the blimp-- it's like the cherry on top, grabbing Ven's attention in a vice grip.]

Whoa... Is this the kinda place they hold Pokémon battles?

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Not even close! This is the Pokéathlon Dome, a new attraction in my world! It's a sports arena, of sorts!

Oh, so they've got Pokémon sports?

[Ah, that's so cool! He probably should've anticipated it, but it's still cool all the same.]

So what do they do around here? Are there snowball fights? Races?

[These are just guesses, given the layout, but it makes sense in his head...]

All of the above! They compete in various to be the very best like no one ever was! And you're workin' with the grand champ of the whole she-bang!

You're the champ?

[His jaw drops, and he stares, like somehow Gold's coolness factor has skyrocketed even higher than before. Yes, this is possible.]

Whoa... Gold, I never realized you were famous!

[Because champs are totally famous. They've gotta be!]

[Here comes the ego swelling.]

Heh, well... It's no big deal, really!

No big deal? But you're like a Pokémon all star! That's something to be proud of.

[Yeah, he's... only making it worse, oops. Silly Ven and his good-natured attitude.]

[It's a good thing egos are abstract concepts and not literal ones, or else they'd run out of space here with how much his ego's swelling from this.]

Heheh, well... If you put it that way, I guess I am pretty awesome, huh!

Really awesome!

[...Yep, just more fuel to the fire. But, seeing how they came here for a reason, Ven's gonna go ahead and call for his Keyblade.]

So, d'you wanna start with the Glider?

Sounds like a good place to start as any. [he just really wants to give it a try...]

All right! Then lemme get things set up real quick.

[He'll start by hurling his Keyblade into the air. The weapon whirls high into the sky, then whirls back before flashing white and transforming into a big ol' hover board.]

[That thing is so cool. he doesn't even understand how that possibly works BUT IT'S SO COOL.]

Sooo... you wanna hop on?

[He's not really sure if it'll work any better than before, but darn it, he's gotta give Gold a chance, which is exactly why he's stepping aside to give him some space.]

Oh, uh, right. [He walks over to the glider now, and stares up at it for a moment.]

So, uhh... Do I just climb on, then?

Yup! You hop on, and then you just gotta... will it to move, I guess. It kinda helps if you lean forward a little.

[Hopefully. It's kinda weird talking somebody else through it, when it came so naturally to him.]

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