trailweblaze: (smallsmile)
[The feed opens to a close-up of a smiling Feebas face. It's a shiny Feebas, and it's the happiest damn Feebas you have ever seen.]

[After a few awkward moments of happy Feebas staring at you, it's called back to it's Pokéball and replaced by Miguel's happy face instead.]


The egg I got on christmas day hatched and it became this little fish! Isn't she a cutie? I think I'll name her Sonrisa.
trailweblaze: (obligatory mandolin)
[Yep, that's a Pokémon handling the 'gear, no doubt about it and since all of Miguel's pokémon are enormous except for one still fairly small flying type, Paloma the Tranquill.]

[The feed today opens with Miguel sitting somewhere outside, plucking absentmindedly on the strings of a quite worn Mandolin. He seems to be entirely lost in thought, staring off into some distance beyond what you can see.]

[After just a short while it becomes apparent he's plucking the strings in tune with the forever-eerie soundtrack of Lavender town, and that's when Paloma decides to chirp loudly. Miguel jerks, clearly startled, but then smiles when he sees that oh, the gear is running.]


Oh, hello network, nice to see you and how are you doing? I haven't been very updated with you lately. [been too busy coping with feels. AHEM, he gestures towards his intrument.]

Any requests?
trailweblaze: (orkar inte mer)
[Miguel doesn't really want to broadcast this but it creeped him out so much that he as to.]

[It's the outside of the Soul House in Lavender Town. When he speaks his tone is pretty low, not the usual, cheerful demeanor you're used to.]


Apparently, Pokémon can die. I looked inside this house. There are gravestones and everything.

I imagine it would take A LOT to take down a Pokémon but, you know.... be careful.


Private text to Envy

I need to talk to you
trailweblaze: (oblivious)
seladonn celadon celadon sitii city

celadon city

pokemon

my name is miguel
i cant write very good but im praktisin kindof
i can write simpel things like miguel tulio spein

the biggest words i can write are

fantastric punctuation

i can gess how things are speled prety good
its hard to write on the geer to oh wellrrrrrrrrrrrrrrtttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt
trailweblaze: (Default)

[video]

[The video starts with 'Gear bouncing over the ground, as if it was dropped which it probably was if you consider what comes into view.]

[Perched on top of one of the high buildings typical of Saffron City is something large. Something enormous with big, black claws and small, green-glowing eyes, and it's leering right down at you.]

[There's a horrible sounds as the strange abomination leaps, the views is jumbled as the 'gear is hastily picked up and then abruptly turned off.]



[action]

A WILD STONE JAGUAR APPEARED

>Fight >Poké
>Item >Run


Can't escape!

Tulio and Miguel are running for their lives anyway because there's no stopping this thing. It seems to have it's lock-on targeted on them, and it's relentlessly crashing everything that gets in its way to get to them.

(Or, ignore the immense jaguar made of stone and ungodly magic and just have nonsensical 4th wall fun with us anyway /o/)
trailweblaze: (Default)
Under the cut )

sob I am the worst at gifts. I have no imagination.
trailweblaze: (smile)
[Miguel's feeding birds because Miguel is a friend to all the animals, and with all this snow it gotta be hard for them to find seeds and stuff right? He bought some a whole frikkin bag of bird flying-type seeds for cat-money (that he recieved after some proper use of The Face™), and you just might find him feeding the local flying types.]

[Nevermind that some of the local flying types are seven feet tall Doduos]
trailweblaze: (how's the escape plan coming?)
[See Miguel]

[See Miguel sitting in the Olivine Pokémon Center clearly addressing the 'Gear. He's holding a Pokéball in one hand and he is looking quite distressed.]


Does anyone have a Pokémon they don't want? Because, uh.. I caught this Pokémon and I.. I don't want it - cause it hates me. So I was wondering...

Does anyone want a bu- I mean, Tauros?

(ooc: The Tauros is unclaimed and free for all and best offer will be considered c:)
trailweblaze: (smile)
[Hello Johto, today you're treated with a quite terrible photo of a tree, and also Miguel's vaguely frantic voice]

Aaargh hell! What happened now? Did I break it? Did I- [The photo time-outs and the 'Gear switches back to video mode. You can clearly see that, yes, there is a big tree right there in view and there is something blue in it]

Oh, it's back to normal now?

Yes it is! Great! What was that, really? Suddenly the screen-thing froze, does anyone know why?

Anyway! Now!

[And the view zooms in on the blue thing in the tree that just so happens to be Tulio.]

Behold! One of nature's wonders! A monkey-person!
trailweblaze: (come on tulio)
[Hello Johto! I suppose you're all fairly used to people getting their souls stolen by now huh? Well, Miguel isn't the most technology-savvy person on earth so he is blissfully unaware of what Shedinjas can do.]

[Which is why he dragged along Tulio to a nearby Route in order to look at them because Miguel is friend to all the animals Pokémons.]

[For the sake of why-the-hell-not he's also recording this, which basically means he turned on the 'gear and handed it to his Gabite. Said Landshark is for the record handling the 'gear fairly awkwardly, having no hands and all that.]

[What you can see at the moment is Miguel, dragging Tulio by his sleeve, and approaching a Shedinja. Whoops.


I don't trust them. They're CREEPY.

Oh but come one Tulio! Just one look! We've never seen these things before!

Oooh no. You're on your own, buddy.

[Aaaand while Tulio linefaces at a reasonable distance from the Shedinja, Miguel sneaks closer to it. And startles it. And as it flees, you all can guess what happens.]

[There's a pretty sickening thud as Miguel's lifeless body hits the ground, and the feed cuts out as the upset Gabite scrambles to his trainer]



(ooc: Blue is Tulio, Red is Miguel. Tags will come from Tulio (and a bewildered Gabite))
trailweblaze: (okaaywhut)
Right, so, uuh. Hello.

So, uh.. Altanera - my hors- my Ponyta put me to sleep with.. with her eyes and.. ran off.

Soo if anyone's seen a horse on fire running around it's most likely mine.


(ooc: Altanera's Egg Move is Hypnosis and she doesn't afraid of anything. She's roaming around the outskirts of Goldenrod so feel free to tell if you have seen her!)
trailweblaze: (oblivious)
[The sun is shining. It's not windy, not even a slight breeze, and the sky is blue and devoid of clouds. It's a perfect day.]

[After documenting the fabulous weather for a while the view goes down to a Venusaur that's idly chewing on some grass.]

[It sloooowly pans over to the left to show a  Piloswine, just as large as the Venusaur - much bigger than they're supposed to be - standing beside it, also munching on some grass.]

[And between these monstrous Pokémon there's a teeny little Gible who clearly is not interested in the grass at all and just looks.. a little lost.]


Let me guess...

This little guy is gonna become just as big as the other two when he evolves, isn't he?
trailweblaze: (wth)
[Hello Johto! Things have been pretty quiet on Miguel's end of the network because How do I technology. He's been mostly loitering around Goldenrod all day long Stealing? What do you mean he's been stealing? Some of you might remember his spectacular luck at the Game Corner. Well, today he finally discovered the prizes]

So, I bought this for all the Coins I won. [He holding a bright blue CD in his hands, turning it over and looking at it from all possible angles.]

The guy over at the prize corner it could teach a Pokémon a new move but I have no idea how it works.

It says [squint] Teee.. tech.. nii cal Maa. chiine. Technical Machine. It's an Ice Beam and I want to teach it to Cerdito because he can make snow and all, so I figured it would work but... how?
trailweblaze: (happyhappy)
[The feed flickers on, greeting you with the lovely colorful and sparkling scenery of a slot machine, along with the hustle and bustle and music that comes with the Goldenrod Game Corner. Aforementioned machine is being operated by an as-of-yet anonymous 'Gear holder.]

[There's a clutter-clink sound as a coin is dropped into an off-screen slot, and then the wheels go a-spinning.]

[Spinning, spinning....]


click

click

click


[Three koffings in a row! 25 Coins to the lucky player!]


[Private text to Tulio] )
trailweblaze: (notsure)
[Using the 'Gear. Yeah, Miguel knows he can use it to communicate with other people, real people, that's hundred of miles away, and he can even see them sometimes on this thing, but it's still kinda weird. In fact, it's really weird. things like this did not exist back there where he's from!]

[Here he is anyway, situated in a PokéCenter bed by the looks of it, and wrapped tightly in a thick, white blanket. Cerdito is snuggled up by his side, and so is another Pokémon. Both of them appear to be sleeping.]


H-hey you g-guys...

[He tries to offer a smile but his teeth are chattering away and the blanket doesn't seem to be warming at all.]


W-what the hell is u-up with all the... the white c-cold stuff?

[No, Miguel doesn't know snow. He being from 16th century Spain with the Medival warm period and all, you know. He's pretty chill (no pun intended) with it though, and considering all the weird stuff that's been happening since he got here, it's no -wonder- that it's gonna take more than an odd wheather change to faze Miguel.]


Ahah I c-can't say I want to go b-back out there, but I have no money to p-pay for a room so...
[Do Pokémon Centers provide free housing? Miguel doesn't know, and his for once not very convincing smile falters.]


Tulio, if you see this... I made it t-to Azalea.. and it's a really small t-town. Like, really r-really small. I can't  g-get any money. Just.. just so you know.

[Miguel is quite sure that he is either going to die or suffer through a horribly cold and painful night and then die if when he's sent back out into the terrible snow. This does not excite him. At all.]
trailweblaze: (ohcrap)
[Hello Johto, I suggest you look away for a few momtes till the camera settles, or you might just see the last meal you had again.

For you who can't figure out what's going on just by watching the view wildly swinging around at nauseating speed - it's Miguel, progressing through the city in a typical 'conman on the run'-fasion. Which means he doesn't stick to the streets, and is running and leaping all over the buildings and everything around.

Aside from the sound of frantic footsteps running as hell, there's steel, bricks and house material crashing about, dust and debris flying every which way and all of it is accompanied by this ungoldy sound.

The camera goes Cloverfield x 1000 before it shakes violently and then the view suddenly goes dark... It stay like this for a second before it adjusts to the sudden shade, and the wild chase seems to have settled down for now.

The holder flips the 'Gear around to show himself. Miguel is leaning against the brick wall of a building, hiding in its shadow.]


Olivine city... somehow... ended up here... alone..

[He's out of breath and constantly looks over his shoulder to the side, expecting the monstrosity chasing him to come crashing any second.]

[He inches closer to the light and bravely stretches the 'Gear out. A huge Pokémon comes into view




and then the 'Gear quickly retreats back into the shade.]

That thing! Whatever it is... chasing me-

"HGGRGRRROOAOAAARR"


[The 'Gear view goes haywire again as Miguel scrambles up and away, going le Parkour fast as hell away from the montsrosity that is a Palkia. He'll get back at replying to you guys as soon as he's found a better hiding place.]
trailweblaze: (wth)
[The 'Gear flickers to life with a violent shake, a thump and some static. Looks like someone just dropped it on the table. A bunch of other items falls into view as the rest of the inventory comes crashing down on the table as well. Among the various things there are countless wrapped candies.]

[Some unintelligible grumbling is heard as more of these candies fall out.]

[Then the scene seems to freeze. The grumbling stops. One or two more candies fall down before that stops as well.]

[And slowly, slowly the ever present background music makes its way to the 'Gear's microphone.]



Guys... There's something up with the music...
trailweblaze: (ohcrap)
[For a few agonizing minutes, the only thing that can be seen is static, until the camera finally comes to life with a loud crackling sound. The feed cuts in on a slightly disgruntled, and obviously very drenched Miguel. And by drenched I mean soaked to the very bone. The thundering of violent rain can be heard in the background, and a few blurred drops are staining the camera's lens. There's a small brown, pig-like creature hanging in the crook of Miguel's elbow. The furry little thing seems completely unaffected by the freezing rain]

Thunderstorm. Need shelter. B-been searching for a while now. C-can't find any.

[His voice is a somewhat shaky, probably due to the fact that the rain is about 4 degrees celsius and he's chattering his teeth]

H-has anybody seen my... [A brief moment of hesitation] ... t-this guy.. Long black hair in a p-ponytail, b-blue shirt... looks grumpy almost a-all the time?

[Miguel pulls the furry little pig closer to himself, fidgets a little, then stares awkwardly in the camera before the feed ends. Yes, it still feels kinda awkward speaking to a box]
trailweblaze: (smile)
w ohaho what is this

thing I can write on it the buttons ar e re

lly small. hey punctution fantastic

oaky onerow down how do i go back in the teXT
WAIT WAT HAPPEND I CANT GET Itto
oh tere it was HeY CHAngE The siZE of the lettersssssSSs haha
Co!ol whatwhere did that come from wait ... 1!?!"... Alright

!
!
This is fantastic. I hold in t his this one lllike so and then this and ??

heres another one i wonderwhat it does lets try and press it an-


[It ends quite abruptly. He must've pressed to send button. Oh dear. Please, bear with him. Miguel is... not from these parts, so to say. He has never seen a machine, or even a typewriter.]

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