02 [video]
[The feed clicks on due to a little paw hitting it. So the first thing that people see is a big puff of brown fur for a good fifteen seconds before a voice speaks up, and the little fox-like pokemon moves out of the way.]
Eevee! Leave that alone, you're getting dirt all over the papers!
[As Eevee moves, the room is brought into view... and man is it different from, well, anything people would expect from the Blue of just a few days ago. He's clad in jeans and a black shirt, a long, white lab coat hanging comfortably off his shoulders, glasses perched neatly on his nose. The room itself is covered in various books and papers, things he's found during the day and, subsequently, started to scribble on.]
Honestly, I spent forever trying to get those right, you better not have smudged them. [He's grumping a little, but as Eevee moves to settle into his lap, he gives her a fond little smile and rubs her head a bit before reaching over to a paper in front of the PCD, pausing for just a moment as he notices a little light on at the top of it.] Ahhhh, if I remember correctly, this means the feed is on? Not too different from the technology back home, at least. Comforting, in a way, considering everything else seems to have changed so much.
[He ducks his head then, drawing a piece of paper towards him in order to start scribbling on it] Ad-string-endum. I'm not sure of the origin of the name of this place, as I'm not sure which region - or world, most likely - it would have come from. Any thoughts on this might reveal a secret to the nature of this world. Or, at least, the origins. It almost seems the work of Giratina, Dialga, and Palkia, all this madness. The existence of different realms isn't too much of a surprise for our worlds, people simply don't see them too often. I wouldn't have thought there to be another set of worlds on the other sides of theirs, although really... I shouldn't be too surprised by it. Space and Time manipulators... for them such a thing would be child's play... even a dream world...
[He lapses into silence for a moment, muttering under his breath for a good minute, before Eevee yips at him a little, causing Blue to jump and blink down at the little pokemon, before glancing up at the PCD and realizing that yes, it's still recording.]
Hm? Oh... right, right. A broadcast. Well. [He reaches up to tap the pen he'd found against his lips, his face a mask of thought for a moment.] Any and all information you could supply on this world would be appreciated. Be it on the wildlife here, types of plants, weather patterns, behavioral patterns... more information on the origin of this place and these "Animus" would be appreciated, as I've heard they have been responsible for... the violence earlier today?
Knowing how often they emerge and what, exactly, they have done in the past might reveal a pattern to this madness.
Thank you, everyone. And to those that don't know, I'm Blue Oak, Assistant to Professor Oak of Pallet Town in Kanto.
Eevee! Leave that alone, you're getting dirt all over the papers!
[As Eevee moves, the room is brought into view... and man is it different from, well, anything people would expect from the Blue of just a few days ago. He's clad in jeans and a black shirt, a long, white lab coat hanging comfortably off his shoulders, glasses perched neatly on his nose. The room itself is covered in various books and papers, things he's found during the day and, subsequently, started to scribble on.]
Honestly, I spent forever trying to get those right, you better not have smudged them. [He's grumping a little, but as Eevee moves to settle into his lap, he gives her a fond little smile and rubs her head a bit before reaching over to a paper in front of the PCD, pausing for just a moment as he notices a little light on at the top of it.] Ahhhh, if I remember correctly, this means the feed is on? Not too different from the technology back home, at least. Comforting, in a way, considering everything else seems to have changed so much.
[He ducks his head then, drawing a piece of paper towards him in order to start scribbling on it] Ad-string-endum. I'm not sure of the origin of the name of this place, as I'm not sure which region - or world, most likely - it would have come from. Any thoughts on this might reveal a secret to the nature of this world. Or, at least, the origins. It almost seems the work of Giratina, Dialga, and Palkia, all this madness. The existence of different realms isn't too much of a surprise for our worlds, people simply don't see them too often. I wouldn't have thought there to be another set of worlds on the other sides of theirs, although really... I shouldn't be too surprised by it. Space and Time manipulators... for them such a thing would be child's play... even a dream world...
[He lapses into silence for a moment, muttering under his breath for a good minute, before Eevee yips at him a little, causing Blue to jump and blink down at the little pokemon, before glancing up at the PCD and realizing that yes, it's still recording.]
Hm? Oh... right, right. A broadcast. Well. [He reaches up to tap the pen he'd found against his lips, his face a mask of thought for a moment.] Any and all information you could supply on this world would be appreciated. Be it on the wildlife here, types of plants, weather patterns, behavioral patterns... more information on the origin of this place and these "Animus" would be appreciated, as I've heard they have been responsible for... the violence earlier today?
Knowing how often they emerge and what, exactly, they have done in the past might reveal a pattern to this madness.
Thank you, everyone. And to those that don't know, I'm Blue Oak, Assistant to Professor Oak of Pallet Town in Kanto.