commune | ♉6 - video/action for goldenrod

[ once again (as usual?), Tavros is in distress. the angle of the video is kind of odd, as if it's being taken from the floor, and... that's because it is. Tavros is on the ground, and the camera is pointing at his wheelchair, which should be empty since he's not in it, but... ]

[ WHAT THE HELL. ]

Uhh. Is anyone else seeing the thing that I'm seeing, right now... because I'm a little bit confused about the logistics of this thing that I'm looking at, which is, I guess, this dirt monster that is on my four-wheel device, but, uhh... I don't know how it got there. And it won't go away so that I can get up, so I'm sort of having a problem with a lot of things right now.

[ Dig! this little bastard ain't moving, no sirree. behind the camera, Tavros makes a disgruntled sort of noise, and some passersby can be heard making commentary and giggling in the background, which... makes Tavros kind of whine a second time. ]

Diglett, you're being rude, a little bit. You don't even have legs, uhh, for being paralyzed. Please move!

[ Dig! (nope.) ]

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Well, I was sort of thinking that since it's your horse creature, that it would be wrong if I just, uhh, commandeered her, so, sharing is probably a nicer thing to do, especially since you're doing a nice thing for me, uh, to start with.

Don't get all Hallmark on me, Wheels. If it'll really make your ladyparts tingle, I guess I won't say no, but it's not like I don't have other options. I've got an Arcanine and a Charizard.

Oh, uhh, no, I wasn't being presumptuous in that way, at least, not intentionally. It's sort of, I guess, just a temporary thing to do for fun, and not a forever thing such as the manner that I am in regarding needing a thing to ride on, in order to get around.

... You know your talking's almost as douchey as your typing? Anyway, come find me whenever; I'm not gonna rescue you from your rogue Diglett. That's just sad.

It's okay, I can handle the rude digbeast on my own. Where, uhh, is the general location that you would be in for finding, when I get around to doing that? An actual place, hopefully, and not the kind of place that results in you not turning up for an entire night, would be a good place to tell me, I think.

[ B| ]

[ Why, Dave has no idea what you're implying, Tavros. ]

The park down the street from the Center.

[ of course he doesn't. Tavros was just imagining his abandonment issues. :| happens all the time. ]

Oh! Okay, that's a fantastic place for being at for finding, because, uhh, I actually know where that one is. I'll go there, once this Diglett has done a thing of submission to me, which is hopefully soon.

I'll be waiting with bated breath and a racing heart, scribbling in my diary about all of these feelings I'm having.

[ Dave blows a kiss and kills the feed.

He'll be sprawled on a bench in the park as promised, beneath a Ninetales who won't even pretend like she's getting up. ]

[ Dave no. what. stop. lALKDSLKDN,

when Tavros shows up, maybe an hour later, he has clearly been through quite some tribulation with the Diglett. his wheelchair is completely busted, but it still rolls, at least, and Tavros himself is kind of a mess, dirt all over his face and noticeable tear streaks through it, and yet he looks pretty darn chipper as he rolls up in his squeaky, wobbly rolly seat.

which might be a little forced. the Diglett is following him at a distance, and he knows it. :| still, there's no toning down his ridiculous pleasure at meeting Dave in person, as evidenced by the tremulous but highly enthusiastic greeting: ]

Uhh, hi! I'm here finally.

[ Dave lifts his head at the sound of the voice, and is lucky (for about the millionth time) that his shades are on, because his eyes go briefly wide. ]

Dude, what the fuck happened to you? Is that Diglett a fucking gladiator or some shit?

[ An orange-ribboned Murkrow descends to perch on the back of the wheelchair. ]

Oh, uhh... a lot of things happened involving the situation with the Diglett, I guess...

[ oh hello featherbeast. turns his head to glance at it, frowning slightly when he spies that Diglett in the background B| ]

Mostly the thing that made things messed up was Vriska, but that's not especially a circumstance that's new for happening.

Yeah, that bitch fucks everything up, the way I hear it.

[ Seppucrow spies the Diglett, too. Things that pop out of the ground? Yes. It's dive-bombing time! ]

[ so zetta dodged. Inexplicable Diglett is having none of this engaging in battle bullshit, so it quickly pops back underground, only to reappear elsewhere again momentarily. this can provide endless hours of entertainment for featherbrains, Tavros just hopes it doesn't pop up under his chair again. ]

Well, I don't know about that, but she definitely agitated the digbeast enough that I had to become extremely stern with it. [ ooo, extremely. ] So, uhh, hopefully it won't do any more bothering for awhile.

[ Seppucrow will be thusly entertained.

Dave finally deigns to sit up, dislodging a disgruntled Ninetales. ]

Seppucrow'll keep it busy.

Okay, that's good that it has a distraction that it can't actually attack, unlike other things that are generally stuck on the ground.

[ or in a chair. and speaking of sitting, Tavros is brightening up again. ]

So, uhh, belatedly? It's nice to meet you, if I can say that, in person, now.

Yeah, yeah. I know you're probably completely overwhelmed by the full force of the Strider effect first-hand and all, but don't be a girl.

[ He tosses a Pokéball to Tavros without warning. ]

[ he catches it, but pretty much by accident during the process of stopping it from hitting him in the face or anywhere else. and then kind of looks at it in his hand like wow hey cool, I so did that just now. ]

Is this the hoofbeast?

Yep. She'll bolt as soon as she's out, just so you know. I can bring Kim and Snoop out to help with that.

Hmm, okay, yes, maybe that would be a good idea to start out with, just so I can get the chance to talk to her, uhh, before she runs away.

[ Dave obliges, opening two Pokéballs to release an Arcanine and a Houndoom, who greets the Ninetales affectionately. ]

Her name's Lauryn, not that she ever answers to it.

Lauryn, right.

[ well, maybe she will, this time. here's hoping! he takes a moment to steel his nerves and then lets the Rapidash out, eyes squinted in concentration. he's barely going to give her a few seconds before he's brainfiltrating with a word in A Stern Voice: Wait! ]

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