Jean Descole (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
scientificflair) wrote2012-01-22 05:53 pm
scientificflair) wrote2012-01-22 05:53 pm
Entry tags:
- !ic,
- *video,
- + azusa miura,
- + clive dove,
- + cobra commander,
- + emmy altava,
- + frank archer,
- + gorthan,
- + king bradley,
- + lando ascad,
- + laytoooooon,
- + luke triton,
- all aboard the hot mess express,
- dramatic lighting,
- god i am so fucking fabulous,
- hipster angles,
- true art is poorly-lit,
- villainy!!!!,
- what do you mean it's not awesome
001. Video.
[The 'Gear had been an interesting thing to figure out - an amusing little toy, really; while calling it a puzzle would have been giving it entirely too much credit, Descole had enjoyed himself with it for a while. The afternoon had been spent watching the others post to the network; apparently he wasn't the only one that had randomly found himself stuck here. Really, there had been at least one other that day posting to say that they had found themselves in the same predicament.
How odd.
Tonight, his own feed comes alive, focusing in on a dimly-lit room and just enough of a figure to indicate that there's a person sitting in that chair over there, though he's leaning back and the camera is situated at an angle in relation to the person, keeping his face out of view of the camera. There doesn't appear to be too many distinguishing points about the individual, as he appears to be draped in a long black cape of some sort, though toward the upper corner of the frame, there's an obvious fluffy shock of white among all the dark folds of fabric, and the edges of his sleeves are ruffled and white, pale against what's visible of his hands where they're folded against what appears to be a desk or table of some sort.
All part of the act, of course; keep the audience guessing.
When he speaks, his voice is cordial, but almost stiffly formal - not quite rehearsed, but he's clearly been thinking about what to say for some time.]
Assuming this message manages to reach anyone, if someone would do me the favor of actually obliging me and letting me know where I am, that would be appreciated - there was a red-haired woman in here earlier claiming that she was doing exactly that, but unfortunately, she didn't say anything terribly useful.
[He leans forward a bit, the slightest hint of a smirk edging into the frame above that white boa.]
And if anyone just happens to know where my swords have gone...really, if you know what's in your best interests you'll return them as quickly as possible. I can't say there won't be any hard feelings, but I'm sure we can work something out.
How odd.
Tonight, his own feed comes alive, focusing in on a dimly-lit room and just enough of a figure to indicate that there's a person sitting in that chair over there, though he's leaning back and the camera is situated at an angle in relation to the person, keeping his face out of view of the camera. There doesn't appear to be too many distinguishing points about the individual, as he appears to be draped in a long black cape of some sort, though toward the upper corner of the frame, there's an obvious fluffy shock of white among all the dark folds of fabric, and the edges of his sleeves are ruffled and white, pale against what's visible of his hands where they're folded against what appears to be a desk or table of some sort.
All part of the act, of course; keep the audience guessing.
When he speaks, his voice is cordial, but almost stiffly formal - not quite rehearsed, but he's clearly been thinking about what to say for some time.]
Assuming this message manages to reach anyone, if someone would do me the favor of actually obliging me and letting me know where I am, that would be appreciated - there was a red-haired woman in here earlier claiming that she was doing exactly that, but unfortunately, she didn't say anything terribly useful.
[He leans forward a bit, the slightest hint of a smirk edging into the frame above that white boa.]
And if anyone just happens to know where my swords have gone...really, if you know what's in your best interests you'll return them as quickly as possible. I can't say there won't be any hard feelings, but I'm sure we can work something out.
[VIDEO]
Ah, yes, the creatures; I seem to have received two of them upon my arrival, though both of them seem rather useless as-is.
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Wait until after the canon update, at least!]Two? That's certainly interesting. The one I received was dreadfully useless in the beginning, but they grow and change given enough time and training.
[VIDEO]
[...no really
he has a ball bearing and a purple rat
a ball bearing
and a purple rat]
And what did yours change into? Something useful? Or did it simply become something useless in another direction?
[VIDEO]
Well, in comparison to the other Pokémon I've collected... It's quick, but that seems to be its only redeeming feature.
[Talking shit about our bat? It's evolved, he can do this all he wants now!]
[VIDEO]
So! If I'm understanding this correctly, we're supposed to go out and...catch, collect and train some of these creatures; we use them to do our bidding and crush our enemies, and that's how we advance in this world.
[VIDEO]
That's correct. It's certainly amusing. From what I've seen, there are well over two hundred variations of these creatures; most of them seem to have some sort of "evolution" that allows them to grow stronger. In order to go up against the Elite Four, you must defeat the Gym Leaders - they're also very powerful trainers who specialize in specific "types" of Pokémon. I don't know how powerful they are, though there are several here who have obtained these Gym Badges.
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[...judging from his tone, creatures like that in Descole's hands is probably an Incredibly Bad Idea and he knows it.
My god, does he know it.]
[VIDEO]
[Cue smirking like a douche!]
...They will follow any orders you give them, however.
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[Good lord, all aboard the Hot Mess Express.]
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[You, sir, are fun.]
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Well, definitely not the innocent ones, that would be barbaric. I suppose what's left is determining how one should define "innocent."
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[Forgive him for sounding horribly creepy but... where have you been all his life.]
[VIDEO]
No, no - that sounds about right.
[VIDEO]
[...That doesn't sound right. Not unless your military lets you wear fluff.]
[VIDEO]
[You are getting the most flamboyant handwave for your effort.]
Instead, I've devoted myself to the noble pursuit of science.
[VIDEO]
[Well that's good! No offense, man, but the army probably wouldn't want you. ...Unless you're really good with those swords of yours.]
What sort of science?
["...the noble pursuit of science...?" You're not from his world, right?]
[VIDEO]
he's good with the swords]
Mechanical engineering - I specialize primarily in robotics, though I'm more than skilled enough with excavation and the like.
[VIDEO]
[Ooh Mr. Descole ooh sums it up perfectly.]
Robotics? So you... work with automail, then?
[Who the hell calls it "robotics" anyway?]
[VIDEO]
the groove
you have thrown off the groove]
What in the world are you talking about?
[VIDEO]
Automail, artificial limbs. "Robotics" is a rather crude term, but I suppose you could define it as such.
[Not like he really knows. Why should he know anything about automail? It's not like he's going to lose half his body and get it replaced with said "robotics!" That's just ridiculous!]
...I suppose it's not called that in your world, though. What are you talking about?
[VIDEO]
GODDAMN IT, MAN, WE WERE COOL UNTIL A SECOND AGO.]
Artificial limbs? I'm not in the medical field at all, but I'm fairly sure we don't have any sort of prosthetics that would require some sort of mechanical specialist to create.
[Although that does, admittedly, sound pretty interesting. Hold on, let him visualize this for a moment...
...wow, that would be legitimately awesome.
Anyway!]
No, what I'm talking about is large machinery designed to be used for large jobs such as clearing large areas of obstructions or large amounts of people, unearthing massive ancient civilizations or used as weapons should the need arise.
[He builds huge mecha and destroys things with them. This isn't hard.]
[VIDEO]
...So you... How do you go about doing this? Do you design these machines yourself? How would you even create something like that?
[This... sounds ridiculously badass.]
[VIDEO]
Surely you don't expect me to give away all of my secrets, do you? You'll get to see one of my creations someday - I have no doubt! Until then, I can assure you that yes, I do design them all myself; it's a specialty of mine, you could say.
[VIDEO]
[...Not really. Seriously, how do you build things like that? ...How do you even build automail anyway?]
I take it there are those who have tried to stop your research, then?
[VIDEO]
Oh, of course! Although it doesn't matter whether it's from other people or the work itself - if there's no opposition at all to what you're doing, then it's hardly worth doing in the first place!
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