Jean Descole (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
scientificflair) wrote2012-04-27 02:09 am
scientificflair) wrote2012-04-27 02:09 am
004. Action for northern Route 34/also one other thing
[PRIVATE TEXT TO EMMY ALTAVA]
We need to talk. Now.
[ACTION]
[Well, some of you may remember that...weirdly terse post from Descole that went out about a month ago, asking exactly how one would know if their Pokémon that requires happiness to evolve is anywhere near pleased with you. You'll be pleased to know that it's -
...seriously not anything he'll have to worry about anytime soon. No. Really. It's not.
It's not exactly something he's keeping to himself, either. Oh, no. It's incredibly evident in several ways, the primary one being the fact that he's currently skulking around on Route 34, just outside of Goldenrod City, and that Togepi he's been training is currently wailing up a storm.
Descole doesn't seem to know what he's supposed to do with the fact that the damn thing simply will not stop crying; to his credit, he isn't just up and ditching the thing, though from the look of it he's clearly considering - once in a while he'll get fed up and stomp off a few feet, only for the wailing to intensify the further he gets. The result is this...bizarre storming back-and-forth routine, simply because Descole is the paragon of grace and charm and he cannot figure out how to make the damn thing shut up.
Yes, he has tried everything from leaving it alone to being in its presence to...yelling at it to shut up. No, he has not worked out the incredibly obvious solution of "pick the little crying eggthing up."
-50 PICARATS FOR YOU, DESCOLE.]
We need to talk. Now.
[ACTION]
[Well, some of you may remember that...weirdly terse post from Descole that went out about a month ago, asking exactly how one would know if their Pokémon that requires happiness to evolve is anywhere near pleased with you. You'll be pleased to know that it's -
...seriously not anything he'll have to worry about anytime soon. No. Really. It's not.
It's not exactly something he's keeping to himself, either. Oh, no. It's incredibly evident in several ways, the primary one being the fact that he's currently skulking around on Route 34, just outside of Goldenrod City, and that Togepi he's been training is currently wailing up a storm.
Descole doesn't seem to know what he's supposed to do with the fact that the damn thing simply will not stop crying; to his credit, he isn't just up and ditching the thing, though from the look of it he's clearly considering - once in a while he'll get fed up and stomp off a few feet, only for the wailing to intensify the further he gets. The result is this...bizarre storming back-and-forth routine, simply because Descole is the paragon of grace and charm and he cannot figure out how to make the damn thing shut up.
Yes, he has tried everything from leaving it alone to being in its presence to...yelling at it to shut up. No, he has not worked out the incredibly obvious solution of "pick the little crying eggthing up."
-50 PICARATS FOR YOU, DESCOLE.]
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...surely you don't mean literally.
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[Have a slight shrug, Descole!]
I mean, I wasn't the only one attached to her, of course, but none of the others are here. So it's just me and Her. And believe me, it's horrible.
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Dare I ask how any of that is possible?
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[Wheatley shakes his head; he never particularly cared too much about the scientists, but still. They should have seen that coming.]
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[...wait, wait
he thinks he may have found what page you're on
it took a lot of searching but he thinks he's in the right library now at least]
What, as in artificial intelligence? Is that what the both of you are?