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mischiefbreeder) wrote2012-03-15 12:19 am
mischiefbreeder) wrote2012-03-15 12:19 am
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[The journal turns on with a dull click, Gold musing to himself.]
Man... has it really been two years? [Oh, right, it's on. Right.] Hey, so here's a question. What-- [Gold's cut off, however, as a loud crash in heard in the background. It definitely didn't sound like an accident in the kitchen, no... It came from Silver's room!]
Huh?! [Bolting up and taking the journal with him, Gold darts off to Silver's room. ...Which is right next to his own, so it's not a far run. He doesn't stop to knock or even check to see if Silver's in there. He just busts right in.]
[It wouldn't be fair to say that the Hydro Cannon that manages to halt the droids in Silver's room for a few seconds -along with wrecking the contents of his room, punching out his wall like it's tissue paper, sending all of it and then some far out of the house- sounds like a fire fighter's hose. Not even turned up to eleven. Hell, a tidal wave doesn't even seem accurate. Regardless, the massive torrent of water is there, and Silver's not even waiting for it to finish before sprinting right out of his room.
Or, well, he would be, if Gold wasn't there.] Move! [He couldn't sound more panicked if he tried.]
[Gold freezes up momentarily when he sees those droids. Those bastards have come... for Silver! Recovering from his hesitation, Gold is quick to grab Silver by the shirt and yank him towards the door to the outside.] C'mon, we gotta get outta here!
[Silver remains silent as Gold drags him outside. The droids are quick to regroup, however, as they close in on the duo. Whether Silver realizes it or not is up for debate, but Gold knows they're not getting out of this one.]
Guess this is the end of the line for us, huh? There's no use fightin' it now...
[To the random observer, someone might take this as Gold's surrender. Just giving up the ghost, as it were... But Silver knows better than that, letting out a faint smirk as he knows what's coming next.]
Nyeh! [Gold sticks his tongue out at the droids, taunting them. If they were capable of feeling, they'd surely feel enraged.] If you bought that, then you piles of scrap metal need to be sent back to the manufacturer! Silver, let's go!
[Gold tosses his journal high up into the air. As it tumbles down, it catches a feed of Gold and Silver's Pokémon being released and unleashing their best attacks on the droids, a terrifying Blast Burn and Hydro Cannon fired dead center on the droids, the others feeding their attacks into the twin assault to bolster them.
But the journal hits the ground and closes shut before the end result is ever seen.
Anyone who comes to investigate the scene, however, will see what that end result was. The smashed remains of some droid parts lay near the house. ...As do the unconscious bodies of six Pokémon, and one abandoned journal. Gold and Silver are nowhere in sight.
The droids came for one, but left with two.Beware the ides of March.]
Man... has it really been two years? [Oh, right, it's on. Right.] Hey, so here's a question. What-- [Gold's cut off, however, as a loud crash in heard in the background. It definitely didn't sound like an accident in the kitchen, no... It came from Silver's room!]
Huh?! [Bolting up and taking the journal with him, Gold darts off to Silver's room. ...Which is right next to his own, so it's not a far run. He doesn't stop to knock or even check to see if Silver's in there. He just busts right in.]
[It wouldn't be fair to say that the Hydro Cannon that manages to halt the droids in Silver's room for a few seconds -along with wrecking the contents of his room, punching out his wall like it's tissue paper, sending all of it and then some far out of the house- sounds like a fire fighter's hose. Not even turned up to eleven. Hell, a tidal wave doesn't even seem accurate. Regardless, the massive torrent of water is there, and Silver's not even waiting for it to finish before sprinting right out of his room.
Or, well, he would be, if Gold wasn't there.] Move! [He couldn't sound more panicked if he tried.]
[Gold freezes up momentarily when he sees those droids. Those bastards have come... for Silver! Recovering from his hesitation, Gold is quick to grab Silver by the shirt and yank him towards the door to the outside.] C'mon, we gotta get outta here!
[Silver remains silent as Gold drags him outside. The droids are quick to regroup, however, as they close in on the duo. Whether Silver realizes it or not is up for debate, but Gold knows they're not getting out of this one.]
Guess this is the end of the line for us, huh? There's no use fightin' it now...
[To the random observer, someone might take this as Gold's surrender. Just giving up the ghost, as it were... But Silver knows better than that, letting out a faint smirk as he knows what's coming next.]
Nyeh! [Gold sticks his tongue out at the droids, taunting them. If they were capable of feeling, they'd surely feel enraged.] If you bought that, then you piles of scrap metal need to be sent back to the manufacturer! Silver, let's go!
[Gold tosses his journal high up into the air. As it tumbles down, it catches a feed of Gold and Silver's Pokémon being released and unleashing their best attacks on the droids, a terrifying Blast Burn and Hydro Cannon fired dead center on the droids, the others feeding their attacks into the twin assault to bolster them.
But the journal hits the ground and closes shut before the end result is ever seen.
Anyone who comes to investigate the scene, however, will see what that end result was. The smashed remains of some droid parts lay near the house. ...As do the unconscious bodies of six Pokémon, and one abandoned journal. Gold and Silver are nowhere in sight.
The droids came for one, but left with two.