MASS MINGLE LOG, GO!

[these_balls]

Who: ANYONE AND EVERYONE
Where: ANYWHERE AND EVERYWHERE
When: May 31 - June 2
Summary: GET IN HERE AND MINGLE
Rating: BUT PLEASE MARK YOUR THREAD CONTENT ACCORDINGLY
Log:

Callin' out around the world
Are you ready for a brand new beat?
Summer's here and the time is right
For fourth wallin' in the streets
They're breakin' it in Cianwood
Down in Mahogany
In New Bark "City"

All we need is music, sweet music
There'll be music everywhere
There'll be swingin', swayin', B-G-M playin'
And fourth wallin' in the streets

Oh, it doesn't matter who you bring
Just as long as it's your thing
So come on, every guy grab a girl,
Everywhere around the world
They'll be roleplayin'
Fourth wallin' in the street

This is an invitation
Across the nation
A chance for the folks to meet
There'll be laughin' and singin' and music swingin'
And fourth wallin' in the streets...

Comments

Graham Specter | Baccano! | Anywhere

[heartwrenching]

[Being a completely unhinged maniac mechanic-turned-gangster from the 1930's, Graham's got no way of knowing what Pokemon are. Or what video games are. Or what anything video is. And then there's the fact that whatever whisked him away from the good life of knocking heads together for the Russo crime family saw fit to take away his precious giant wrench. What a sad, sad story!

Ah, but it's not so bad! In fact, life's pretty great. There's this weird critter following him around, and the thing keeps twirling around a giant log almost as much as Graham twirled around his wrench. And wouldn't you know it, the little guy is a real go-getter, rambunctious about getting into fights. It's like the stars aligned and sent him a kindred spirit in his time of wrenchless need! Truly, he and Graham are brothers, if not in species, then in soul!

Which would be all well and good if Graham had any way of knowing that his Timburr is female. As a result, the names he's trying to come up with for her are a little off the mark.]

[strongestoftheturks]

[A fight, you say? Well then, there's another Pokemon out there who won't shy away from any battle out there, and that's Tyrogue. Rude's little guy somehow manage to get away from his trainer and is on the lookout for tough guys to beat, confident that once he's proven himself worthy Rude will have to take him more seriously.

And just his luck! There's a Timburr around that looks like she's itching for a good tussle. Punch immediately leaps down from the tree he had standing on while looking for an opponent and issues his challenge to the other Pokemon with a loud battle cry. ]

[heartwrenching]

[Graham's Timburr grins, flipping her log into the air a few times in excitement. If a fight is what the Tyrogue wants, a fight is what he'll get. She responds with her own loud cry, ready for a rumble.

The noise attracts Graham's attention, and he saunters over to where the Pokemon are squaring off.]

Now, now, now - what's this we have here? You're sure as hell one ugly kid. Looks like someone played got-yer-nose with you and never gave it back! Which, of course, directly leads into the fact that - if they never gave it back, you never took it back. What a display of cowardice!

So what's the deal, noseless? You got something against my wood-tossing little pal?

[strongestoftheturks]

[His...what? A nose? Punch regards Graham with a confused tilt of the head, but he soon twigs that Graham just called him a coward, and like hell he's going to stand for that. With a brave and loud "Tyrogue!!!!" he points a finger at himself and then points at the Timburr. He's going to be the greatest Fighting Pokemon in the world and no one's going to get in his way!

Challenge issued, he immediately launches himself at the beaver-like Pokemon, starting the match with a very fierce Tackle attack!]