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bottlebay2025-02-09 10:54 pm
truthdecided) wrote in bottlebay2025-02-09 10:54 pm
01: Testing, 1, 2, 3...
[Upon receiving his Grumpearl, Akechi seizes the opportunity to test it. It seems pertinent to get a grasp on the communications technology, even if it's nowhere near as direct as a cell phone.
So, if he thinks, will that be enough? Akechi hums, then tries broadcasting his thoughts.]
Greetings. This is Akechi. I suspect a great many of you encountered me here and there. I'm the... "Rookidee" who was investigating the strange side effects of the various clothing articles and accessories.
[As he tries to figure out what to say, a song starts to play in his head.
Shit. Wait. Is that also being broadcast? Shit. Okay. Time to reedirect his thoughts to more sophisticated music.
Erm. Anyway.]
Please disregard that interruption. As I was saying, I've a vested interest in investigating our present set of circumstances. Recently, Mightyena-san approached me with an offer to join the Oran Berries, so that is where I'll be residing for the near future.
However, regardless of guild allegiances, I believe we could all benefit from using this network to share findings. To start us off, here is what I have learned after speaking to two individuals more familiar with the nature of Pokémon:
First, it would seem there are worlds where humans hold more authority over Pokémon, though their relationship seems more mutually beneficial on slightly more equal footing than humans and pets (Emmet-san and Ingo-san, feel free to correct me if necessary).
Moreover, there are a vast array of different types, each with their own strengths and weaknesses, and certain "moves" that might seem unassuming, such as a wag of the tail or a snarl can and do affect our combat capabilities.
Thirdly, many species of Pokémon undergo a metamorphosis called evolution, not to be confused with Darwin's theory of evolution. Those of us who took on smaller and feebler forms may be able to reach even greater heights...
But in a broader sense, it seems there is some power at play that translates our speech regardless of our native tongue. I also heard of "legendary" and "mythical" Pokémon, though whether or not they have anything to do with our arrival here remains to be seen.
I suppose the next question is what exactly determined our present forms. I can see some reason behind my avian appearance, and Ren is fairly cat-like in his own right, but I obviously can't speak for everyone else.
[As he mentions Ren, there's a flicker of an image of a Sprigatito and then a very embarrassing memory he did not intend to broadcast. The jazzy music also gets a little louder before he decides to end the message.]
So, if he thinks, will that be enough? Akechi hums, then tries broadcasting his thoughts.]
Greetings. This is Akechi. I suspect a great many of you encountered me here and there. I'm the... "Rookidee" who was investigating the strange side effects of the various clothing articles and accessories.
[As he tries to figure out what to say, a song starts to play in his head.
Shit. Wait. Is that also being broadcast? Shit. Okay. Time to reedirect his thoughts to more sophisticated music.
Erm. Anyway.]
Please disregard that interruption. As I was saying, I've a vested interest in investigating our present set of circumstances. Recently, Mightyena-san approached me with an offer to join the Oran Berries, so that is where I'll be residing for the near future.
However, regardless of guild allegiances, I believe we could all benefit from using this network to share findings. To start us off, here is what I have learned after speaking to two individuals more familiar with the nature of Pokémon:
First, it would seem there are worlds where humans hold more authority over Pokémon, though their relationship seems more mutually beneficial on slightly more equal footing than humans and pets (Emmet-san and Ingo-san, feel free to correct me if necessary).
Moreover, there are a vast array of different types, each with their own strengths and weaknesses, and certain "moves" that might seem unassuming, such as a wag of the tail or a snarl can and do affect our combat capabilities.
Thirdly, many species of Pokémon undergo a metamorphosis called evolution, not to be confused with Darwin's theory of evolution. Those of us who took on smaller and feebler forms may be able to reach even greater heights...
But in a broader sense, it seems there is some power at play that translates our speech regardless of our native tongue. I also heard of "legendary" and "mythical" Pokémon, though whether or not they have anything to do with our arrival here remains to be seen.
I suppose the next question is what exactly determined our present forms. I can see some reason behind my avian appearance, and Ren is fairly cat-like in his own right, but I obviously can't speak for everyone else.
[As he mentions Ren, there's a flicker of an image of a Sprigatito and then a very embarrassing memory he did not intend to broadcast. The jazzy music also gets a little louder before he decides to end the message.]
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Yeah, no—you neglected to mention that fun fact. But it explains so much.
[The way he was so eager to play detective back at the market, the pompous attitude...]
Well, glad you're so sick of your adoring fans, 'cause that means a whole lotta nothing to me. Don't even know who the first coming was.
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My predecessor was a literal prodigy, having solved many cases even before their first year in high school. It was a title well earned.
[Unlike Akechi. His skills meant little when he'd participated in so much fraudulent activity.]
Not that it matters. Here, I'm working without prior reputation. It's an opportunity to carve my own path.
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Whatever. Good for you! If you can manage to figure out why I'm like this— [Mimikyu-formed, she means, judging by the next images that appear in his mind: the front of her disguise rag viewed in a mirror, then her long, ghostly claws.] —I'll give you some major detective points to start you off.
[There doesn't seem to be much emotion behind those thoughts, however. Does she even really care that much?]
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[Careful, Shoka. You seem to have activated his competitive spirit.]
Well, 'Reaper' certainly gives off a feeling of the spectral and the supernatural. The Reaper I'm most familiar with is even draped in cloth.
[He sends for an image of his own, of a bandaged, bloodied, spectral beast with long-barreled guns.]
Reapers are tied to death, and those claws of yours certainly seem fitting for a ghost type.
[If that's what she is, at any rate.]
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Yep, that's pretty much what I looked like before, also.
[It's definitely not. Those guns? LMAO.]
I was wondering more about this part. [Video begins to accompany her voice, then, to show the smiling false Pikachu head of her disguise.] With the ears and everything? Unless this is just what the face of death looks like here...
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[The sarcasm is palpable, but he simply can't resist.]
As for your costume, I wonder if it's meant to evoke the appearance of a bed sheet ghost, or perhaps the concept of a haunted doll.
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[Teehee.]
You wonder, huh? No worries, Your Highness, I'll give you some more time to ruminate. In the meantime...
I thought you might be part of Ren's squad, considering your name. Here's a finding for you: I got dragged here from Tokyo, too... Just not the same Tokyo.
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[Oh, don't think he's forgotten that. Just because he didn't mention it doesn't mean he didn't notice.]
I'm curious about the discrepancies, admittedly. Multiverse theory as a concept pervades a great deal of pop culture, but I imagine it's rather different in practice.
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[The red light district, to be precise, but that's a detail he's content to leave out unless it becomes relevant.]
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Me too.
[And then she's moving quickly on.]
Good to know, I guess. How about Hachiko? You guys still got him?
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[Hmmm... Very, very curious. He projects an image of a statue of an Akita in Shibuya.]
His loyalty was quite legendary, always waiting for his owner even long after his death.
[So is it the same for Hachiko?]
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[She sends back her memory of the dog's statue. It might as well be identical to Akechi's own.
Then, because this is apparently more entertaining than unnerving to her, there's another memory-image.]
... Tower Records?
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[Which means it hasn't changed. Fascinating.]
Big Bang Burger?
[He doesn't enjoy thinking about Big Bang Burger. Kunikazu Okumura was a monster. Akechi doesn't regret giving him a taste of his own medicine...
But it would have been easier if he didn't have a daughter.]
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Hmm, not ringing any bells. We've got a Justice Burger, though.
[Which brings to her mind the titular Justice Burger itself, an absolute behemoth of a burger with multiple patties slotted between generous layers of cheese, pickles, and tomato. Shoka's opinion on the thing is immediately apparent through their psychic connection: it's absolutely vile, much too greasy for her tastes.
She snickers. It's bittersweet, memory-sharing like this.]
Weird...
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[There's a lot of weight behind that single syllable. No Big Bang Burger means no Okumura Foods, after all.]
It would seem your Justice Burger offers similarly ridiculous portions, but I would certainly hope its CEO isn't as heinous as Kunikazu Okumura was.
[...]
Not that he's an issue any longer.
[For better or worse.]
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He dug his own grave. His employees were nothing more than machines in his eyes. His rivals? Obstacles to extinguish, and I was a convenient tool to achieve his goals until he flew too close to the sun and the one "lending" my services chose to sever his wings.
[And frame the Phantom Thieves, though that goes unsaid.]
My sole regret was robbing his daughter of closure.
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[She was mostly joking—and now she's caught somewhere between surprised and amused. He did tell her all that trail of blood stuff before, but she still didn't really expect him to admit to this so easily. And about the Big Bang Burger man, no less! She can't help being a little morbidly entertained.]
Oh well, there's other fast food joints. Sucks for the burger heiress and all, but it sounds like he had it comin' to me.
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[He practically spits out the word "benefactor," dripping with venom.]
In hindsight, I could have warned them. I could have asked for help, but what's done is done.
But yes, Kunikazu Okumura did have it coming.
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[This all sounds... a bit personal now, even if she doesn't have the context needed to fully understand it. She has to wonder:]
Are you telling me all this on purpose, or...?
[Or is it a curse like the one she had placed on her before, or just the Grumpearl revealing things to her?]
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[Lying to cover his ass is how he used to act.
A memory ripples through his mind of his past self at a TV studio, flashing a fake smile to the cameras and speaking in a higher, more pleasant sounding voice.]
...You could say I've grown tired of masks.
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This mean I can ask you anything I want and you'll just tell me?
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