exeggutorhead: (okay I may have messed up)
[There's just a short text from Envy's number today:]

Hypothetically, if you have to use a fire extinguisher on an oven, the oven would still work afterwards right?

[Any of Envy's housemates who came to investigate the mix of angry and then panicked shouting that happened shortly before that text went out will be able to find him sitting on the edge of the couch, with flecks of foam all over his front and in his hair, staring at the door to the kitchen like he'd like to murder it. There's a thick, acrid smoke spilling out of the doorway. It smells a little like oranges. But mostly just nasty burnt food.]

[Looking inside the kitchen will reveal batter covered dishes, a frying pan filled to the edges with a smoldering black thing which may have been a pancake, and a pot that's the source of most of the smoke. It's also clearly what the fire extinguisher was aimed at. No, that wasn't a hypothetical question at all.]

[Envy, in the midst of the frustration, is hoping that he's not going to have to buy Greed a new oven.]
exeggutorhead: (mildly frustrated)
[When Envy turns the video feed on, he's looking more baffled than anything. He tilts the screen down so that it shows the newly-hatched Amaura sleeping in his lap. The problem? He has no idea where the hell this dinosaur even came from.]

Okay, these aren't normally wandering around Goldenrod, and I don't see herds of them outside so it can't be that.

Did someone lose theirs?

[A Vaporeon jumps up onto the couch, next to him and starts grooming the Amaura's head, looking very motherly and pleased with herself. Ah, yes, another child for her how wonderful.]

[Envy sighs and angles the 'Gear back up to his face.]


If anyone did, I sure hope you don't want her back because you're going to have to fight Juliet for her.

[And possibly him too, considering how he's letting the baby sleep on him but shhhh.]
exeggutorhead: (run awaaay)
[Well, here's two faces that haven't been seen by anyone since Fourth Wall weekend ended. Envy and Scar are certainly looking the worse for wear between the scrapes, bruises, and what grime wouldn't come off in a Pokemon Center sink, because that's what happens when you're lost in a dark cave for almost two weeks.]

[Judging from the wind and the way their clothes and hair are whipping around them, they're in the air…and stuck on the back of a single Pokemon. Envy is sitting in front of Scar, and Scar is looming behind him and not looking like he quite fits on the back of a bananasaurus.]

[For a second after he opens the feed, Envy's just giving the camera a tired, thousand yard stare. His mouth isn't visible under the scarf he's wearing, so no hints there. But then he snaps out of it enough to say:]


So we didn't die. We're on our way back to Goldenrod now. I'm never going in another cave again as long as I live.

[And he doesn't have the energy for much more than that. THAT'S THE MESSAGE, THERE IT IS. He closes out the feed.]

[[ooc: This is a joint post between Envy and Scar! So Scar may also be replying to threads.]]
exeggutorhead: (Little Bear the thief in training)
[It's snowing today. In June. And as far as Envy's concerned, that is Not Okay, and is grounds to spend the day sulking inside. But Envy also hasn't slept much in the past few days, and sitting around flipping through the 'Gear isn't that exciting. So sometime in the afternoon, he just...nods off.]

[When the feed actually turns on, there's a Clefairy in front of the screen, who chirps happily when it comes on. He moves out of the way, adjusting the angle to show Envy asleep in a chair, curled up in a position that what the hell can't possibly be comfortable. But what might be more interesting is the mound of random stuff carefully piled on top of him. Things like tiny hotel shampoo bottles, notebooks, Potions, a deck of cards, a Zombidoof plushie, a lone Christmas ornament shaped like a pineapple...anything that happened to be in the hotel room and not nailed down, it looks like. There's a Teddiursa, a Murkrow, and a Zoroark who are all ever so carefully adding more things to the pile, all freezing whenever Envy shifts or stirs. The point seems to be how much they can get away with without waking him up.]

[And they're all very proud of the masterpiece they're making out of their trainer, judging by the looks they keep giving the 'Gear. Look, Network, we did a thing isn't it great?]

[...Although maybe someone should wake Envy up before he gets buried alive.]
exeggutorhead: (Edmund the ghost librarian)
[The feed comes on to show not Envy, but the face of a slightly nervous-looking Yamask instead. Edmund has a favor he needs to ask, and he needs a human trainer to help him out. Shortly, the video blanks out and is followed by a text written in english. That's the lucky thing about being the reincarnation of a librarian, is that he remembers how to write.]

Hello, my name is Edmund and I am a Yamask. I need a human to help me, by escorting me into the Goldenrod Library records section so that I can look for something. My trainer wouldn't take me. So if there is anyone who can help me with this, could you please respond?
exeggutorhead: (come what may)
[Daytime]

[Most of Envy's days in Nightmare Castle are going to be spent exploring and taking advantage of the lack of monsters to poke around, accumulate weapons for the night, and search for the sigil doors. And, of course, people to open the other two for him, whether he has to force them to or not. Too bad the door that goes with his pink sigil is harder to find…]

[On one of the later days, he will also probably need somebody to help him break out of the dungeon at least once. Somebody messed with that foreboding suit of armor in the armory and whited out, yep.]


[Nighttime]

[Envy is, let's just say a little too into killing these monsters. He's trying to avoid fights where he'll be at a distinct disadvantage, but he is doing quite a bit of fighting. He won't help anyone out unless he knows them, but he might help them as an unintended consequence of murdering those bastards who kidnapped him and took his pokemon. He's blaming them for it, anyway.]
exeggutorhead: (mildly frustrated)
[The feed opens on a view of one of Goldenrod's parks, and is aimed at a small pack of Pokemon. In the middle of the pack is a Houndoom wearing sunglasses, and he's surrounded by four wild Houndour. The Houndoom has his chin up in the air proudly, looking charismatic as hell. Then he throws back his head and howls, and the Houndour all howl with him. He scrambles to his feet, barks a few times, and takes off to chase a nearby flock of Pidove, leading his little army of yapping followers behind him.]

[Envy turns the camera around to show himself. He's leaning against the side of his Tyranitar, and the dark circles under his eyes suggest that he had trouble sleeping last night. He looks incredulous.]


That only took one hour. One hour, and my dog formed a damn gang out of wild Pokemon.

[He shakes his head.]

And you know, I remember saying after my first anniversary that I'd only be impressed if Johto kept me here ten years. I didn't think that whatever brought us all here was going to take me up on that.

But today makes three years. So happy anniversary to me, I guess.
exeggutorhead: (what're you lookin at)
[There's an anonymous message popping up on the network this afternoon. And I do mean anonymous; Envy has made as sure as he possibly can that nobody would be able to trace this question back to his Gear ID.]

What does it mean for someone to have a soul? In your world or in your religion or whatever you think. What does having one give you, or not having one keep you from doing?

how can you even tell if you have one?


[It'll be a little while before Envy actually responds to any answers, because two seconds after he hits 'send' and realizes what he's done, he chucks the 'Gear clear across his hotel room. Miraculously, it doesn't break the machine entirely, even if the screen gets cracked all to hell. He can't believe he even thought to ask something like that, much less actually went through with it. Since when did he start turning into Lust and asking ridiculous philosophical questions about the nature of existence? That's something he's always just rolled his eyes at and halfway tolerated, why does he feel the need to ask things like this now?]

[But this is a question that's bothered him for more than a year now, ever since he took that brief trip back to Amestris. Does he have a soul after all? And what the hell is he supposed to do with the thing if he does? Mostly he ignores it, leaves it alone as a doubt in the very back of his mind. But then during the last crazy weekend, Heather had been sure he had one, had brought that question back to the forefront. It's been months since then, and he still can't shake it off. And if he has to ask stupid questions to the network in his weakness, then...maybe the answers will let him push this back down into something he can manage.]
exeggutorhead: (well this will be fun)
Prose tl;dr in which Envy is incapable of holding all his feels )

[It's not long after sunset, and the starts are coming out when Envy turns on the feed. He's wearing a sleeveless shirt on account of the day's heat, so the fading blue splotches running down his arms are visible. There's wind whipping his hair around since he's so high up, and the large metal radio structure behind him explains where he is. An Aerodactyl, looking like some massive gargoyle's silhouette in the faded light, is perched on the only other edge of the roof that's still in the frame and explains how the hell he got up there.]

[Envy doesn't look thoughtful or nostalgic or anything of the sort. In fact, he's got a smirkish half-grin on his face, an altogether normal expression for him.]


So, two whole years in this place. It sure doesn't feel like that long to me, but I guess time flies when there's some new disaster every few weeks.

Still, I guess I've got to do something to mark such a momentous occasion.

[He holds up a string of red firecrackers.] These ought to work just fine for that.

[Without further ado, he stands up, putting the firecrackers down on the ground, and the 'Gear as well while he fiddles with the matches and manages to get the fuse lit. Then the camera is back in his hands as he films the bright and noisy results. It's definitely not an unimpressive sight; they were a gift from China himself back at Christmas. And since today would have been China's two year anniversary too, it seemed fitting somehow. Once the last of the string has popped, Envy turns the camera back on himself, grinning a little wider than before.]

Here's to another year.

[He ends the feed there, although those with good ears might have heard a few alarmed shouts and footsteps coming up the stairs to the roof. Seems like setting off small explosives on top of the tower isn't exactly appreciated, whoops. Time to jump back onto his dinosaur and vanish into the night.]
exeggutorhead: (I'm so pretty)
[The feed opens on a small rainstorm. But strangely, the 'Gear looks like it's actually a few feet outside where the rain is falling. Looks like somone is making use of Rain Dance, and viewers will soon be able to make out that said someone is Envy. And it's easy to see from here that he's got bright blue splotches down his arms, and a large, more diamond-shaped splotch on his forehead. He's just outside of Saffron on Route 7, and is clearly making use of his new powers.]

[Because hey, even if they aren't his own, why not use them? A few seconds after the feed comes on, he aims a Water Gun at an attacking Rattatta, knocking it out. At his feet are a few more KO'd Pokemon, as well as his own Vaporeon, who looks to be making sure none of the wild Pokemon's attacks actually hit Envy. Because for all he's having fun with his powers, he sure doesn't want to get a Bite to the face or something, and what is fighting fair? This fighting goes on for a few minutes more before the Rain Dance runs out, fortunately around the same time the wild Pokemon do. Envy turns to whichever of his Pokemon is holding the camera, and grins before walking over (he doesn't, however, take the 'Gear. He's learned the hard way already that getting it wet ends badly). Now that he's closer, you can see that his eyes have changed color to bright blue, and have slitted cat's pupils. He also looks very pleased with himself.]


As much of a pain as it was getting these powers, I can't say they don't come in handy. It's about time we got some kind of reward when something insane happens.

[[ooc: Action can happen either out on the route or in Saffron once he's decided to go back!]]
exeggutorhead: (lol u gais)
[Envy's feed opens to show him sitting on a bench in front of the Poke Center. There's a Zoroark's head in the bottom half of the frame, and she's looking very happy with the ear-scratches Envy's absently giving her. He's looking pretty pleased with himself too, and takes a break from giving his Pokemon attention to hold his new badge up to the camera with a grin.]



Easy enough to win this one. I heard that if I can get the rest of the badges from Johto then the teams here will actually be a challenge, so I guess there's a reason to after all.

[Doing things in order? Psshh, who needs order. But in the background of the video, completely unnoticed by Envy, there seems to be a bucket floating in midair and coming closer and closer.]

[And by the time the bucket is almost above Envy's head, it is far too late to notice anything. The only warning is a loud, gleeful cry of 'Haaaaaunt!' before the bucket is upended, drenching both him and his Zoroark. Lilith leaps to her feet with a sound as close to an indignant screech as she can make and gives chase to the now cackling Haunter. Envy doesn't move at first, although what can be seen of his expression through his plastered-down hair morphs from shock to anger to 'I am going to pretend that didn't just happen while internally counting to ten so I don't flip this bench over right now while I am still on camera'. Yeah, this definitely isn't the first time since he got this particular Haunter that he's been pranked.]


Oh yeah. [through slightly gritted teeth, while the Haunter leads Lilith on a merry and very noisy chase in circles in the background.] Anybody know a good way of dealing with Haunters?

[Said ghost passes close to Envy again, and to add insult to injury, slams the empty bucket upside-down over Envy's head. Which is exactly when Envy decides fuck self-control. He jumps to his feet, making a noise that can only be described as a wordless keysmash of rage, and manages to switch the feed off just as he joins his Zoroark in the chase.]
exeggutorhead: (I'm a sneaky bastard)
[The feed opens on the curious face of a young girl, around ten years old. She's got long black hair, and oddly bright turquoise eyes. She seems delighted at having gotten the Pokegear to turn on, but she doesn't say a word. On the side of the video, there's another, taller person walking, and the little girl is holding onto the back of their shirt--yes, a normal shirt today--with her other arm, but their face isn't visible.]

Hey! I challenge you to a battle!

[The little girl's head lifts up at the shout coming from somewhere in front of the pair, and the forgotten 'Gear tilts to show that the one she's been following after is Envy.]

[…which begs the question of why the hell is there a little kid following Envy around. Spoiler: she's his Zorua. Envy raises an eyebrow at the challenger.]


Didn't I beat you yesterday?

Yesterday doesn't matter! I've been training my Drowzee and I'm going to win!

Suit yourself. [There's a smirk spreading across Envy's face now. After there's the unmistakable sound of a Pokemon being released from its ball and a cry of 'Drow!', he grins, not looking down.] Lilith, why don't you handle this one?

[And with that, the little girl who'd been holding the camera grins back up at him and nods, puts the 'Gear down on the ground, and runs out to face the Drowzee. And with the 'Gear on the ground, there's a semi-decent view of the battle area and one very confused teenage trainer.]

What? That's not a Pokemon, you can't send--

Faint Attack! [The little girl, apparently Lilith, doesn't waste any time before executing the ordered attack, knocking the Drowzee right out before either it or its trainer has the chance to recover from the surprise. Then she turns to skip back to Envy, snickering and looking very proud of herself. …Really, her expression looks exactly like one that Envy would make. And, as Envy seems to have noticed the 'Gear and has picked it up, it quickly becomes clear that the two of them are wearing the same damn smirk. Envy certainly doesn't seem to mind that his successful trick was caught on camera.]

Pokemon have all sorts of useful abilities, don't they?

[And with that, he ends the feed. But he'll be out in Goldenrod city the rest of the day, Lilith still following behind him and still illusioned to look like a child, for anyone to encounter. As a note, people who spend a lot of time around Envy may have already seen Lilith wearing this particular illusion.]
exeggutorhead: (tch)
[The 'Gear feed comes on to show a Poke-center bed. A bed with what appears to be just a large pile of blankets in the middle, along with the odd edge of pillow…and a foot. And some long strands of green hair poking out the other end of the pile.]

Ursa!

[The 'Gear bounces up onto the bed, clearly being held by a Pokemon that was sitting on the nightstand, and moves around to where that hair is. Oh look, a face to go with it! Well, a face that's pressed into the blankets still, but it clearly belongs to Envy.]

Little Bear, if you have the 'Gear I'll turn you into a damn hat.

[This threat is lost on Little Bear. Envy lifts his head up to look at the screen, eyes narrowing blearily. His face is flushed and utterly miserable, and he's very clearly sick. This is actually Day Two of 'Envy has the flu for the first time in his life'. One arm shoots out of the blanket nest in an attempt to snatch the 'Gear back, but Little Bear is having none of that and flees back to the nightstand, laughing and turning the camera back on his trainer once he's out of reaching distance. And Envy is just too weak and sluggish to do much else about it. With a heavy, frustrated sigh, Envy rolls over to glare at the ceiling instead, still partially curled up and wrapped in blanket. And for a long moment, it seems like nothing else is going to happen, what with him refusing to play any more chase…at least, until his eyes go wide, staring up at something that isn't there.]

Teddi?

[There's no response, no indication that Envy even heard his Pokemon. And then, abruptly, he comes back to himself, scowling as he jerks up into a half sitting position and puts a hand up to grip the side of his head. What comes next is a very under-his-breath mutter.]

--out of my head!

[…yeah, he may have just forgotten that he's being filmed. He shoves the rest of the blankets off and stumbles out of bed and out of the room as quickly as he can manage to. He's wearing shorts and a loose shirt, but observant people might catch sight of part of the red ouroboros mark on his leg as he's leaving. Little Bear, now more confused and concerned than anything, turns off the feed to go follow.]


[Action for Pokemon Center]

[Envy doesn't get too far once he's left the room, and has sunk down to the floor, with his back against the wall and his knees up. He's looking both even more ill-tempered than he has been for the past couple days, and also disturbed by something. Either way, he should really not be out of bed in the hall and is probably in the way.]


[ooc: Video responses will come after he's been dragged/convinced back into the bed!]
exeggutorhead: (thoughtful)
[When the video feed first comes on, the only thing visible is the face of a Lucario and the ceiling fan right behind her head. Not for long, though, as the Pokemon makes a satisfied sound at having gotten the Gear on and turns it around towards the window. Envy's sitting in a chair next to it--a loose definition of 'sitting', with one knee up and the other leg loosely crossed behind it-- and leaning his elbow on the sill. One cheek is resting against his fist, giving viewers a good view of the other side of his face, which is sporting a fair sized bruise. There are other bruises visible on his arms, souveniers from the fighting tournament. It looks like he's dragged a blanket off of one of the room's beds and draped it over his back and hanging off one shoulder. Outside is nothing but gray drizzle and buildings, but anyone familiar with Olivine might notice that he's back there and no longer in Goldenrod. Envy doesn't seem to notice he's being filmed, because his focus is shifting between the tower of coins he's building on the sill and the nasty weather outside. He's looking bored and restless as hell, wearing a petulant frown more suited to a little kid than a centuries old homunculus.]

[He places the last available coin on top of the wobbly tower, looks it over for a few moments, and then flicks it over, the coins rolling and bouncing onto the floor with a clatter. He looks mildly pleased at the small act of destruction, continuing to knock over what remains of the base until there aren't two coins left on top of each other. But it's a short lived distraction, and then he's left with frowning out the window with the universal expression of 'screw this weather' on his face. But there's something a little thoughtful about it, too.]


A year isn't that long, not even one in this place. It's not that big a surprise. Keep me here ten, Johto, then maybe I'll be impressed.

Heh. [He rubs his temples, looking some combination of frustrated and amused.] Long enough to make everything really damn complicated, though.

[What he says next is mumbled, quietly enough that it would be difficult to catch all of what he's saying.] I really hate being human.

[His restlessness finally getting the better of him (he can only look out a window for so long before he completely loses interest), he gets to his feet and starts to turn, and that's when the Lucario decides that maybe she ought to turn it off before she gets caught messing around with the 'Gear again, and the feed ends.]


[TEXT locked to Lust, Tulio, France, and Miguel, sent a few minutes later]

Hey, where are you?
exeggutorhead: (feeling wrathful)
[It's sunset when the video feed comes on, so there's enough light left to see Envy holding this up to the camera with a grin.]



Almost forgot, but that's two. I grabbed it before we left. It was too easy, Chimera crushed those ghosts.

[Behind Envy stretch the flat farmlands of the road to Olivine. The group's made camp for the night near a field of tall, fenced in grass that looks like some sort of pasture. Of course, any tall grass in Johto is also the perfect place for there to be a ton of wild Pokemon. And since his back is to the grass, he doesn't see the Murkrow sneaking up behind him, its red eyes focused on his open bag. And the shiny gold chain that's peeking out and glinting in the last of the sunlight.]

Anyway, we should be almost there. You've got to have beaten us by now Tulio--

KROW!

[The Murkrow had finally gotten close enough to dive at the bag and come away carrying the gold chain with it, startling Envy enough that he doesn't quite manage to catch it before it's already flapping away into the field. He saw what was taken. And he while there is an oddly genuine upset note to his expression, mostly he looks furious.]

You can't have that! Give it back!

[And off he goes, just taking off running after the thieving Pokemon. Wow, that necklace must be important to him judging by how fast he's going. Good thing he's wearing real shoes and pants for traveling, and won't be sprinting through a field in a miniskirt. As he enters the grass, he seems to realize that he's still carrying the 'Gear, and just tosses it back over his shoulder, where it cuts out as it hits the ground.]


((ooc: Badge is mod-approved! Video responses will be delayed until he gets back to the camp after catching the Murkrow!))
exeggutorhead: (gonna punch holes in the floor)
[Envy's video feed turns on to the sound of very loud, angry, almost frantic shouting and a good view of what seems to be an elbow.]

This isn't where I told it to take me! I can't be back here!

[The elbow, which presumably was what turned the 'Gear on, shifts to show what's going on at a tilted angle. Looks like Envy has woken up from that coma, and not in a very good or sane mood. His expression is twisted into a furious snarl, eyes wild. He's weak from being out for so long, but that doesn't stop him from thrashing. He's desperately kicking his legs to free them from the twisted sheets and punching with his one loose arm at the arms of the concerned Tyranitar that's standing beside the bed and carefully but firmly holding him down. He doesn't seem to notice or care about how he's bloodying his knuckles on his Pokemon's rock skin.]

Let go! I need to get back there, this isn't--that bastard isn't here! This isn't where Hohenheim is and I'm too fucking close--

[His swinging arm knocks into the Gear with considerable force, enough to send it flying and then skidding across the floor before it hits a wall and the feed goes out.]

[It's not until hours later that a short, simple text gets sent out.]


I'm awake again.

((ooc: And Envy is back from his update! Note that since he is now at the end of the series, there will probably be spoilers in the comments. Video responses will come after he's calmed down more.))
exeggutorhead: (get ready for a fight)
[The video comes on to show the inside of the Goldenrod city gym. Whoever or whatever is holding the 'Gear is on the sidelines, and low to the ground (so likely his Eevee again), but the arena is still clearly visible. Envy is standing on one end with a cocky smirk on his face; looks like somebody's finally gotten around to trying for his first badge.]

I hope you're ready! I'm not going to lose to anyone with such a ridiculous hairstyle!

[Aaand that smirk turns to an annoyed glare in an instant.] Like you can talk! Yours is pink!

[Whitney just giggles.] It's cute and fashionable! Yours is just silly.

[Envy's face looks like he's plotting five kinds of terrible vengeance, but he pulls a Pokeball off his belt, tossing it in his hand.] So how about we just get started, and we'll see who's actually stronger?

Cut for battling! )

Heh, looks like you lost to someone like me after all.

Y-you…you're so mean! [CUE WATERWORKS.]

Yeah, I am. So quit crying and give me the badge already. [Very low tolerance for this carrying on here.]

Why should I, you're a jerk!

What does that have to do with anything, I still won. [He's still glaring, but he manages to at least make his tone and expression a little softer, more convincing. Through somewhat gritted teeth.] So just give me what I came for and I'll be out of your hair for good, how's that sound for a deal?

[S-SNIFFLE] Fine...but you'd better keep your promise!

Sure I will. And the sooner you give it to me, the sooner I'll leave you alone. [Like he'd want to come back here again. But Whitney hands over the badge, and shortly after that the feed comes to an end.]

((ooc: Badge is mod-approved! And anybody in Goldenrod who knows him is free to assume that they were invited to watch.))
exeggutorhead: (whut)
[The video feed turns on to show Envy's face; for once, he's contacting the network on purpose. In the background, one might hear the sounds of a minor wild pokemon battle. Clearly not too important, since Envy doesn't look like he's paying much attention to it.]

Hey, I've been wondering. Does anyone else have a pokemon that's taken a weirdly long time to evolve, or--

[Envy's question is cut off by the distinctive noise of EVOLUTION HAPPENING, and he looks up with an almost startled expression. Quickly followed by one of vague annoyance. Chimera would wait until Envy actually asked to get around to it, wouldn't he?] …Never mind.

[The camera turns to catch the tail end of the evolution, and when the light fades away…]



…What. [Okay, pokedex checking time because what. Envy had expected more along the lines of a bigger dinosaur the way his Ekans had just turned into a bigger and fancier snake, which would make sense. But a rock cocoon thing?] Pupitar? Larvitar and Pupitar. What's he going to turn into next, some kind of butterfly?
exeggutorhead: (bitchface)
[The feed turns on to show Envy sitting in a bed in what appears to be a room at the Pokecenter. However, that is probably not what you're looking at, as the ex-homunculus looks sort of like he's been hit by a truck named Greed. One eye is completely swollen shut, and the other is blackened, he's got a bandage over a split lip, and there are a myriad of bruises everywhere. One wrist can be seen to be in a splint. Chimera the Larvitar is sleeping next to him, and an Ekans' head is also visible. He also looks extremely bored.]

[That boredom changes to panicked indignation when he notices the video is on.]
WHAT? Goddamned machine I only wanted fucking--

[JOSTLE JOSTLE hands blankets, then it switches to audio only, where you can barely hear him muttering to himself, his voice sounding very pained.]

Owww...fucking weak human body...

[He speaks up again, sounding happier, as though he is trying to pretend that nobody saw that he was injured.]

Hey, anybody got anything interesting to talk about?

((ooc: Anybody who wants to comment/ask what the hell happened/make fun of him/pay him a visit is welcome :D))
exeggutorhead: (get ready for a fight)
[The Pokegear seems to have fallen out of Envy's bag onto the grass, getting turned on in the process. He's clearly in the middle of a battle, Chimera facing up against an Ekans that was definitely starting to get tired. After a few more minutes of battling, Envy started to call for one more Bite attack, but then stopped, looking contemplative.]

Hey, Chimera, just keep it from running.

[He backs towards the camera and his bag, crouching down to rummage through it and withdraw one of his pokeballs. He throws it with decent aim, and it hits the battered Ekans before absorbing it. Shake….shake…shake….Ding! Envy grins triumphantly before going to pick the ball with his second Pokemon in it up.]



Heh. What do you know, it worked. Now you can quit bothering me all the time whenever your buggy friend's put away, huh? [He frowns down at his happy Larvitar, but his tone could aaaalmost be called affectionate. When he walks back to his bag, he finally notices that his 'gear is on.]

Damn, this thing turns on for no reason I guess. Hey, anyone who was watching. This damn weather is driving me crazy, anyone who wants to fight, lemme know. Not with the Pokemon, a real sparring fight. No weapons I guess, but who needs 'em. I'm in Violet, I'll meet wherever. Not like there's much else to do.

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