IC Contact

[rocketman]

✆ Crystal | Messenger Bird | In Person

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crystal claims this...

[broceanic]

[having a voice in your head sucks, right? well, early a couple mornings after their arrival, archie remembers that james was there, and it wasn't just an entire fever dream. right.

this is probably the worst possible way to communicate, he realises, but he can't exactly search the entire island instead.]

Hey, James! [this is weird. he has to think so hard.] It's Archie. Uh-- the Aqua guy? In the wetsuit? I was just wonderin' how you were doing, given we kinda left each other in a... less than great state. Trainers gotta stick together in this [...] perilous Pokémon-less place of... paltry people!

[he's trying to do the thing, bless him.]

[rocketman]

[There is something like mental static from James as he tries to push through a mind fog.]

Mareanie, hush, the voices in my head are telling me something...

[broceanic]

Arceus, if you got me as a voice in your head then you're buggered.

[he snorts, which doesn't come through the connection.]

It's like a phone! But with no phone. So... not like a phone...

[rocketman]

Well, that makes me feel....better?

You can't read my thoughts, can you?

What am I thinking about right now?

[broceanic]

No. No offense, but I don't really want to know what you're thinking, either.

[...]

You can't hear mine, right? Other than what I'm saying right now. To you.

[rocketman]

Are you thinking about fish?

[He's guessing.]

MIND TEXT

[broceanic]

this place sucks so much
i miss tv

voice

[rocketman]

I'll never get used to letters in my brain.

Re: voice

[broceanic]

[immediately after:]

This place sucks. I miss TV.

[rocketman]

I wonder if they ever put on plays and broadcast them into the minds of the civilians?

That's almost the same thing, isn't it?

[broceanic]

They wouldn't have Pokémon, though... so they'd be boring.

[this is literally just baseless whining. he's probably laying on the floor of his apartment, staring at the ceiling.]

Did you find somewhere to stay with Mareanie?

[rocketman]

Hm?

Yes, a couple nice fellas are letting me stay with them until I get myself sorted out.

I'm not usually there, though.

[Being "home" feels weird. Having a base of operations feels less weird but it's not a base unless Jessie and Meowth are there, too.]

12/25

[ryuwrighthistory]

[On Christmas morning, James is going to find a gift wrapped in a furoshiki in his mailbox. Inside, he'll find some baked sweets, cookies and mochi, along with a little handmade Mareanie. There's a card attach to the gift.]

Merry Christmas, James and Mareanie!

I hope you enjoy these yuzu cookies and red bean mochi.

misfire

[broceanic]

[hey look! there's a muk! archie's crouching near it, though given that this image is from archie's POV, james might not immediately know it's him. he puts his hands on the muk.]

Sticky...? Why are you sticky, Muk? Is something wrong? Are you sick...?

[rocketman]

...Aren't Muk usually sticky?

[broceanic]

Greasy, not sticky...


...Wait, who was that? Is Jill around here?

[rocketman]

No, Arch, it's me. James.

...You called me.

Is everything quite alright?

[broceanic]

James?

Oh.

There's been some weird stuff with the crystals recently. I didn't mean to send you that. Sorry.

[rocketman]

Weird?

...How so?

telepathy/image (misfire)

[blueser]

[James receives the image of an extremely excited, wiggly Arcanine in the middle of a forest. ARK ARK ARK! Whoever's point of view this is, their arm throws a huge stick for the Arcanine, which he dutifully leaps up to catch.]

[And then, maybe a little over-enthusiastically, sets it ablaze in his mouth.]

--Ah, Arcanine, be careful...! [Whose voice is that...? Sounds like a twerp.]

[rocketman]

...Someone here has an Arcanine?

[blueser]

--Huh? Who was that?

[The point of vision swings back and forth, looking for the owner of that voice... Meanwhile, Arcanine wants another stick to throw, and he's not waiting! He jumps forward until he's pounced atop the owner of these eyes, and proceeds to cover the 'camera' with a bunch of slobbery licks.]

Ah-aahhh, you're getting me all slimy...! [The voice half-heartedly whines, a pair of hands reaching up to push Arcanine's face up.]

"voice"

[rocketman]

Who is this? Who are YOU?

You contacted ME!

[blueser]

What the!

[Okay, okay- once he can finally get Arcanine off of him (although he's still sitting there patiently, bushy tail wagging as he awaits his next victi-- er, stick), Blue swivels around again, but can still spot no one.]

[Which means... now the view swings down to the pendant hanging against his chest. A hand palms at it.] This thing, again!? ....It keeps contacting people without me even doing anything, what gives!

I'm-- wait, before I tell you, you know what an Arcanine is?

farts!!

[broceanic]

[in the mail, james gets a team aqua bandana and a note saying "join team aqua, for the good of your pokémon." the same kind of propaganda he probably saw in hoenn when he was following the twerp and his twerpettes around.

there's something written on the back:] you're a better trainer than you think you are. they're lucky to have you.