And The Walls Came Tumbling Down

[these_guys]

Who: ANYONE AND EVERYONE
Where: ANYWHERE AND EVERYWHERE
When: November 28 - 30
Summary: GET IN HERE AND MINGLE
Rating: BUT PLEASE MARK YOUR THREAD CONTENT ACCORDINGLY
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[clockworktorch]

[The voice causes Roman to turn his head, just long enough for the Torchic to get comfortable and settle down where she is, apparently content to nest there atop his shoe like that. He raises a brow at the Zangoose because wow paint that black and it'd be a Grimm but doesn't comment on it as he turns his attention to the man addressing him.]

Oh, I know of a very simple way, but judging by how much you people seem to dote on your pets, it might get me arrested.

[And as much as he cares very little about the prospect of such, he would prefer not to spend some time in jail in unfamiliar territory.]

[evilfrenzy]

Well, you're not wrong about that.

[Rideaux glances down at his Zangoose with a smirk as if he's supposed to be implying that he actually dotes on his Pokemon, but the Zangoose isn't buying it. It just stares blankly right back at its trainer.

Okay, enough of that.]

But we also really enjoy having them battle each other, so it's a very fine line we tread on.

[He flicks his wrist, signaling for the Zangoose to stand upright and show its claws.]

If that's just a wild Pokemon, I doubt anyone would bat an eyelash if I had Slasher here battle it for a little experience.

[clockworktorch]

[The Torchick blinks at the Zangoose before promptly letting out a soft peep of fright, hopping off of Roman's leg only so she can dart around it and hide behind his ankle. No amount of nudging with that cane of his is going to get her to move, either.]

If that's the case, I know what people say about animal magnetism, but this is ridiculous.

[At that, the little bird huffs and looks up at Roman with her feathers fluffing out indignantly. Excuse you, she is not wild, thanks.]

But...hang on, back up a bit there. You battle them?

[evilfrenzy]

I'm sorry, does that really need to be elaborated on? Because it sounds perfectly clear to me.

[He smirks, motioning to Slasher, who is now in a battle stance.]

Not personally of course, [he's a huge liar] but we pit these monsters against each other using the strategies teach them, to see who comes out on top. This world practically thrives on this concept.

[clockworktorch]

[...wow.

He glances slowly down at the Torchick still at his feet, his gaze narrowing a bit.]

So why did I end up with this tiny thing? That's hardly fair.

[Suddenly interested, apparently, though he really doesn't plan on indulging in dog fights or whatever these people do. ...but still, how is that even fair.]

[evilfrenzy]

[All he can do is offer a shrug.]

How should I know? No one gets to decide what they start off with.

But you know, it does resemble you a little.

[Whether that's a compliment or not, well...probably not. It's just the flaming orange hair, man.]

[clockworktorch]

[That prompts Roman to glance down at the bird, who was already watching him and lets out a little peep in greeting when his gaze meets hers for the first time in a while. He sighs through his nose, pushing her back again slightly with the end of his cane when she tries to get up close to his ankle.]

The powers that be were kind enough to give me something to compliment my outfit, at least.

[And there a slight smirk appears as he brushes off the weirdness of it all with a laugh under his breath, shaking his head as he looks back up at the stranger.]

I'm assuming you've been here for a while, then?

[evilfrenzy]

[Yeah...Rideaux will give this guy that fact, it matches a little bit. But that doesn't mean Slasher clashes with his own outfit!!

He crosses his arms, glancing down at his Zangoose to lower his claws for the time being. Guess that battle's not going to happen then...? Well that's boring.]

Around three months. Not much compared to some others here, but enough to know the gist of things by now.

[clockworktorch]

[Well it wouldn't last very long, namely because Roman would have no idea what the heck he was doing. Clearly, that should make him an even better candidate for possible battling.]

Alright. So, place has monsters, populace takes the monsters and fights with them for sport. Is that about it?

[evilfrenzy]

[Royally trouncing someone can be just as fun as an even battle! At least, in Rideaux's opinion.]

That's the basic idea, yes, but that's not all they do with the monsters. They also breed them for sport. You can enjoy the experience of purchasing an egg and having a cat hatch from it. How lucky, right?

[clockworktorch]

....Deeear Lord as if this place couldn't get better.

[He laughs, kicking one foot out as he leans his weight on his cane, keeping his one visible eye focused on Rideaux.]

You know, this isn't something I'd ever thought I'd be saying, but I would really love to see that.