these_balls: (NPC PROTON)
Route 29: mods ([personal profile] these_balls) wrote in [community profile] route_10652012-05-05 09:10 pm

Spring Cleaning: the log!

Who: Everyone!
Where: The six urban centers: Goldenrod, Olivine, Ecruteak, Violet, Saffron and Celadon, as well as outlying routes.
When: May 5-8
Summary: It's the Toxicalypse, and the Rockets are out to make a racket! Hide yo kids, hide yo wives, they lootin' errybody out here. The pokemon are between levels 5-95 as required, and include Grimer, Trubbish, Muk and Garbodor. NPC Rockets will probably be packing Skuntank and Weezing for lulz and grossness.
Rating: PG-13 for violence, swearing, the usual.
Log:

At 7:30AM on May 5th...

It can't be heard. It's one of those sounds, far out of range of human hearing; some pokemon might pick it up, if they have sensitive ears, but even to them it probably registers as little more than an unpleasant buzz. In fact, it doesn't even interrupt regular broadcasting; if you're on a route, the likelihood of noticing any sort of danger is slim. The effect in the urban areas, however, is instantaneous.

Letters have been flying to Gym leaders and mayors and other important people about the poor trash collecting job of the last few days; it seems the streets of Johto and Kanto have never seen this much garbage. The heat is stifling, oppressive, the rain of just yesterday pushing down the smog and the smell, trapping it low against the sizzling concrete. For the ecologically-conscious citizens of this world, who sort their trash into six neat piles, a harmful act against the environment like this is unthinkable, horrendous; it never occurs to them that it could be intentional, because honestly, what kind of monster would treat the habitat of pokémon so lightly?

Team Rocket, it seems, picks up quickly on new and different ways of thinking.

The devices whirr to life, beep and flash and pop open very lightly like waking insects. From them, a special radio wave is emitted; around them, the vast swaths of trash begin to move, and warp and dissolve into sludge and organs and joints. One Muk is two Muks, two is suddenly four, and then there is nothing but panic and rushing and the smell, the horrendous toxic smell.

Someone screams, and after that, chaos.

[[ooc notes: each sub-thread involves not only the individual locations, but also directly connected routes. For example, if you're on Route 34, feel free to use the Goldenrod thread.]]
wheresmyholyvirgin: (come to me)

GOLDENROD

[personal profile] wheresmyholyvirgin 2012-05-06 06:58 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He awoke in a foreign room. He's not a stranger to waking up in other places, even other eras, for that matter. But this time is different... this time... this time, he arrives with no prior information, and he doesn't believe his magic is still within him.

Caster pushes himself up and jumps off the bed he'd been lying on. There are no windows in this room. There's barely any furniture. Just a small bag of some sort, a change of clothes, and two small red-and-white balls.

... And despite the fact that it's obvious this room is located underground, he can hear panic outside. He can feel it. ... Or perhaps it is just something that perpetually runs through his veins, and he's simply imagining it.

Either way, Caster ignores everything in the room and makes his way out of the room. Down several corridors. Toward the panic and chaos. It's close... he can sense it. And it excites him.

He finally pushes his way out of the building he'd appeared in. It's dark outside. Raining. Hot. And smells of... all sorts of unpleasant things. Caster makes it a few feet outside. And several giant purple blobs (high-leveled Muks and Grimers) suddenly surround him.

For a moment there's a staring contest between him and one of the blobs. And then, his expression slowly twists into a smile. The blobs slowly make their way toward him. One even latches onto him. There's no sign of hostility from them. If anything else... they almost seem... friendly.

Caster lets out a laugh only madmen could make. It's drowned out mostly by the rain, thunder, and overall chaos around him. But he doesn't even register anything else. He continues to laugh, raising his hands up into the air. ]


Beautiful! So beautiful!

[ It's too bad Ryuunosuke isn't here to see this as well. ]
autocratic: (on your knees)

[personal profile] autocratic 2012-05-06 10:19 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Oh, here's someone to rain on your parade. Maybe quite literally as a gleaming red Scizor jumps onto the scene, pounding away at the Muks and Grimers before jumping away to have them at the mercy of Giga Break's Earthquake.

She narrows her eyes. Ugh, of all the things to happen in such a day. Well, at the very least, she's done her good deed for the day, saving this man who looked like he was about to be dragged away, but something feels... off.

Nero approaches the man, golden armored boots almost stomping the ground as she makes her way to Caster. ]


You don't seem harmed, but I am appalled-- you believe any of these- [ She grandly gestures at the fainted Muks and Grimers surrounding them. ] -to be beautiful? What low standards!
wheresmyholyvirgin: (crazy laugh)

[personal profile] wheresmyholyvirgin 2012-05-06 10:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He's not sure what he's looking at. He stares for a moment, astonished, and speechless.

And then, suddenly, he lets out another crazy laugh. He sounds... happy. ]


Jeanne!! Even in this world...!!

[ But really, what are you wearing...? ]

Have you finally forsaken God?
autocratic: (I'm fighting for it)

[personal profile] autocratic 2012-05-07 09:24 am (UTC)(link)
Jeanne? [ Now her stare has turned more into a glare. Another case of mistaken identity? ]

I do not know what madness ails you, but I am no acquaintance of yours, let alone know this "Jeanne" that you refer to.
wheresmyholyvirgin: (at your service)

[personal profile] wheresmyholyvirgin 2012-05-09 03:27 am (UTC)(link)
[ A pause. And then, suddenly, he lets out a wail. ]

Ooooooh! How cruel! I've found you yet again in this world [ Wherever the heck he is... ] and yet you still don't remember me! It is I! Your most loyal servant.

[ And here, he'll even bow ]
autocratic: (necks to crack around)

[personal profile] autocratic 2012-05-09 04:39 am (UTC)(link)
[ To this, she lets out a spiteful laugh, and shakes her head. ]

If you were truly my "most loyal servant," you would not offend me by mistaking me for another woman. Name yourself! I shall judge whether or not I truly know your identity!
Edited 2012-05-09 04:40 (UTC)
wheresmyholyvirgin: (quiet acceptance)

[personal profile] wheresmyholyvirgin 2012-05-09 07:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He's suddenly the perfect display of chivalry and the likes. All calm and collected, still lowering his head in a bow ]

Do you really not remember Gilles de Rais, my beautiful maiden?
autocratic: (I'm fighting for it)

[personal profile] autocratic 2012-05-13 05:19 am (UTC)(link)
[ Her head snaps up at the name, before her gaze narrows briefly back onto him. ]

Bluebeard? [ Reading back on the history that's stored in her memories... Not the fabled serial killer if he's mistaking for Jeanne D'Arc... which it all clicks in her head. ]

You are several centuries past my life time to have ever had the honor of gazing upon I. Answer me this: are you a Servant?
wheresmyholyvirgin: (my great creation)

[personal profile] wheresmyholyvirgin 2012-05-13 05:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He perks up a little at the name. This is the first time he'd been called anything other than 'Caster' ]

A Servant?

I was indeed summoned for the Holy Grail War! But it is clear to me that we have already won! You are standing before me, my maiden!
autocratic: (necks to crack around)

[personal profile] autocratic 2012-05-15 09:03 am (UTC)(link)
You are clearly mad. [ This encounter is beginning to grate on her nerves, and she's sorely regretting saving this man. ]

Have you not registered that we are no longer in a realm that supports the Holy Grail War? Though I do enjoy such lavish attention to be upon me, I would rather have it not go so far into being blind obsession! I am not Jeanne!
wheresmyholyvirgin: (o:)

[personal profile] wheresmyholyvirgin 2012-05-15 10:02 am (UTC)(link)
[ He has registered that this seems to have nothing to do with the War. But it wasn't exactly like he'd paid that much attention to it to begin with...

Is he sobbing? He might be sobbing. It's clear from whatever the sounds he's making, that he's distressed. ]


How cruel God is! He's allowed you to recognize me, and yet you still do not accept. Are you still blinded by Him?

breathes all over this

[personal profile] ex_cashcow493 2012-05-07 12:17 am (UTC)(link)
[ Saber's having enough trouble as is with the toxic fumes polluting her nostrils. So much that she thinks that familiar outline may just very well be an illusion of the mind, a trick of the toxin, a nightmare of a time she wishes to forget.

That haunting laugh chills her to the bone and for this very moment she ignores the peril that this world is in. For this moment alone, he holds her attention above all else. ]


Caster! [ Taking a sharp tone with her tongue, she tries to direct his attention on her. While normally unwanted, it is best she remain his focus instead of one of the many children in the area. ] You have come to join us here as well, have you?
wheresmyholyvirgin: (my great creation)

ohai... Caster welcomes your breathing c8

[personal profile] wheresmyholyvirgin 2012-05-09 03:30 am (UTC)(link)
[ The Muks and Grimers are still slowly oozing their way up his limbs, and Caster really doesn't mind. He does, however, enthusiastically throw his arms into the air at the sound of Saber, accidentally flinging two Grimers off to either side of him. ]

My sweet holy virgin! I see I've the good fortune to see you in this beautiful chaos as well.

... /holds breath!

[personal profile] ex_cashcow493 2012-05-09 04:21 am (UTC)(link)
[ There's no mistaking it now no matter how much Saber wishes otherwise. There's relief in the mind for her alliance with that Master from the Fourth Holy Grail War, but she still has to get word to Lancer. For now, Caster holds her attention above all else. ]

Yet you still mistake me. [ Don't go blurting out Merlin never "tapped" that, geez. ] I am no woman from your past, Caster, merely the Servant that brought you defeat in the Fourth Holy Grail War.
wheresmyholyvirgin: (holding head)

.... no wait, come back jeanne...

[personal profile] wheresmyholyvirgin 2012-05-09 07:16 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Blah, blah, blah. Clearly, he's not listening to a word you're saying. And by now, he's just talking to himself... ]

Oh! What a tragedy this is! It seems that you still do not remember your true identity!

Do not worry, my sweet Jeanne! I will save you from this horrible fate! No matter how many sacrifices it takes.

... no there is no jeanne only rogue subject titles

[personal profile] ex_cashcow493 2012-05-10 09:08 am (UTC)(link)
[ By God, you think she might be used to this by now. ]

S-Sacrifices? No, I will not allow you to commit those very same crimes in this world! [ There's no need to sacrifice anyone here. ] I will stop you no matter the costs I must pay!
wheresmyholyvirgin: (that is a wonderful idea)

nope, you're mistaken. he sees two jeannes... there must be more out there too...

[personal profile] wheresmyholyvirgin 2012-05-10 08:19 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Yes... why aren't you used to this?

And he's still not completely listening, because currently he's wondering what has happened to that book of his. Hmm...

No matter! He did stuff like this back when he was alive and without magic, too. It'll all work out. ]


Aaah! You would pay a cost? For your loyal servant? I am honored!

[ The point. I think he missed it... ]

welp sorry for that delay. i had to go refresh my memory on a few things :P

[personal profile] ex_cashcow493 2012-05-16 07:01 am (UTC)(link)
[ Because unfortunately Saber's pretty thick when it comes to things of this nature. People can change, blah blah blah, unusually optimistic towards others, blah blah blah, probably taken a few too many shields to the helmet, blah blah blah, the usual. ]

You are no servant of mine and you insult the honor of those who have given their loyalty to me with your insinuation. Cease with your madness, else I shall call upon the powers I have here to silence you!