exeggutorhead: (and here I thought I was an abomination)
Envy ([personal profile] exeggutorhead) wrote2016-05-12 10:11 am

69th Transformation [video/action for Goldenrod]

[Video]

[It's early morning on the 12th, barely sunrise. Dew is glinting on the grass, Pidgey are chirping, and the camera is focused on a large bush that looks like it's on the corner of a quiet little street. A Pidgeot is standing next to the bush, leaned all the way down and chirping at something in the bush in a coaxing, reassuring way. The camera wielder is apparently a Lucario, judging by the way it's muttering to itself and the black paw that keeps tapping at the front of the 'Gear.]

[Just what's inside the bush? Anyone watching is going to find out in a second, as the 'Gear is lowered down and shoved through the leaves. Suprise! It's a little kid, no more than eight years old and sporting some familiar wild green hair! A little kid who does not look happy. He was already looking at the Pidgeot with the sort of wary scowl of someone trying to look way more intimidating than they really are, and his eyes narrow further when he sees the 'Gear.]


Hey! I said go away! I could kill you, you know, I'm a monster!

[The 'Gear is withdrawn from the bush with a sad little 'Luuu', and the camera is turned around to face Samus the Lucario, who shrugs. Help??]

[Action]

[Whether through outside help or just the Pokemon finally extracting him themselves, Envy will eventually come out of his leafy hiding spot. He'll be able to be found all over the city for the entire three days, usually lurking out of the way like a nervous goblin. Even if brought inside by someone responsible, he's a little escape artist and none of you are his master! You can't tell him what to do! He'll find her eventually and then whoever stole him will be sorry!]

[Besides, as far as he knows, he hasn't been outside in so long, and sunshine and fresh air are great.]
no_ufo_ending: (no go home space robot)

[personal profile] no_ufo_ending 2016-05-27 06:01 am (UTC)(link)
[With his plastic missile having proved itself useful, Henry knows that it's time to leap into action. For real.]

IT'S MORPHIN' TIME!

[The boy throws himself onto the screaming rage pile.]
foolishwren: our eternal folly, dude. (like... the hubris of MAN bro)

[personal profile] foolishwren 2016-05-29 07:03 pm (UTC)(link)
[As the three ACTUAL SCREAMING CHILDREN just turn into a uniform whirlwind of flailing limbs and clouds of dirt, a shadow passes over them. A huge shadow. Something is blotting out the sun.]

[And then She descends.]

[In perfect, serene silence, Sunny settles gently on top of the flailing pile, which disappears instantly under her voluminous plumage.]

[SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH]