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[dulcineator.livejournal.com]

No...! I... I did want to leave that prison, but I didn't want to leave my friends, especially if it's for another place consumed with fighting. I don't want to have to hurt anybody anymore. I hate having to fight.! I-I'm scared...!

[A few moments later.]

Oh, um... If it's not too much trouble for anybody, I don't really know what this place is like, or what I'm really supposed to do... It'd be a big help if someone could explain some things, so, um, if anybody has the time, would you mind?

[Shit, I almost wish I coulda stayed one more night... I wanted to see the look on that pathetic fucker's face when I ripped him to shreds...! Ooh, just thinking about it makes me want to cream myself! At least I got rid of that XXX collar for a while; hated wasting my time looking for that shitty candy.]


[ooc: the last section is thoughts and therefore unhackable. \o/]

GWHAIAL 01 [video]

[notpoetically.livejournal.com]

[And here the communication device is switching on, and you can see Gary Oak, arms folded in front of his chest and an annoyed scowl on his face as he regards the screen.]

So what exactly is this place, huh? I’ve heard there’s some kind of war going on. What’s the deal? You can’t just drag people away from their homes and thrust them into some war they have nothing to do with! [He shakes his head, irritated.] And furthermore, you’ve taken my Pokèmon. I don’t exactly take kindly to theft, especially not when my Pokèmon are involved. So give them back.

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[kindliest.livejournal.com]

[video of luck loosening his tie, undoing a few buttons. yes you are allowed to drool. he looks very displeased. this goddamn place! why is it so warm! mutters under his breath:]

Nevada. Of all places. I never even dreamt of ever setting foot here. Claire probably did, but Claire is --

[turns to face the ... contraption. a pause as luck stays still, frowning, choosing his words carefully. you never know which ones are your allies anymore. he dusts off his hat.]

I apologize. I fail to see the humor here -- and I have to admit, it's a very elaborate ruse ... Regardless, kidnapping is hardly an acceptable protocol, and I cannot negotiate with you under these terms.

I have business to do back in New York and cannot be detained, therefore, I politely decline your call to arms. Is there a way out of this place? I am not exactly in the kindest of moods at the moment, but if anyone has a better explanation than what I just heard -- which was a fair amount of bull, as far as I'm concerned -- I'm all ears.


[ooc: luck'll be going to the city tour, but either way, he'll keep an eye on this!]