newberktown: (shotguns makes even less sense than salt)
[Have you ever seen a giant plant swinging from the ceiling, Route? Well, if not, you have now. Hiccup's got a new baby in the family, and she's got her vines wrapped around the hotel fan--something that's been running at full blast the past few days, and continues to now despite its passenger. For anyone not familiar with a Carnivine's laughter, her raspy 'roars' probably don't quite indicate the fun she's having. He keeps the camera on the pokemon, happily spinning around and around, as he speaks.]

Anyone know how to get her to stop doing this? Without turning off the fan?

[He needs the fan, guys. Even with a surprise actual igloo at the start of the weekend, Hiccup sounds drained and irritable from the weather.]

She just keeps going up whenever I start it again anyway...
newberktown: (fleurghhhh)
[Hiccup's trip had been pretty successful, all told. He hadn't had to spend the night in any woods, he'd repaid his friend for good deeds of the past, and he'd finally gotten to say a proper goodbye to the Other Father. Not to mention reunite an old pair, even if Ziva didn't necessarily remember her giant, nurturing owl. Needless to say, he's in a pretty good mood as he and Ziva make their way to the train station, and in sharing his good cheer, he purchases a nice, delicious-looking batch of cookies that he promptly forgets about. In fact, it isn't until they head down the street in the direction of Albert's home that he's reminded of it by the growling of his stomach, and Hiccup gets a few cookies in before disaster strikes.

A stomachache.

He arrives at the Justice Farm via Arcanine, Hookfang oddly compliant with his trainer out of sorts. Because now it isn't just any plain old stomachache. The dog is almost convinced that Hiccup is a fire-type himself, with that temperature! The boy is deposited onto the couch, where he curls up before sending out a quick text to the network--he's really not in any condition to filter it to the residents of the house.]


back in saffron hosue
ziva too


[...Oh dear, that's not proper sentence structure at all. And a spelling error? Horrendous. Any replies to that attack on the Pokemon Common Language will be seen to after he's convinced he's not dying. Which, with how he feels, mind end up being a while.]
newberktown: (DOT DOT DOT)
[Action for Albert's completely invaded house.] )

[A while after the eggs are discovered and shared with the offending parties' trainers, Hiccup pops up on the network.]

So, uh... Looks like all that time my pokemon have seen me taking care of eggs finally caught up with me. Guess they dragged some others into it, too. [He pans the camera across the line of eggs, naming them as he goes.] Looks like we've got Hoothoot, Starly, Tirtouga, Growlithe, some Shellos, Sentret, Mareep, and a--YOWCH!

[The 'gear is dropped then, but the view remains on those last six eggs and the pink sheep still letting off sparks. In an unusual show of personality, Zippleback has decided she and Crackletail want to keep their eggs. And will zap anyone who tries to get rid of them.

...Other than those, there's plenty of them available, so go get them!]
newberktown: (we are so screwed)
[Borrowing Carmen's Slugma to hatch the eggs faster had seemed like a brilliant idea at the time. Then, he reasoned, he shouldn't have to lug any of them around by the time they all left the city to go off exploring again. Genius!

Not so much.

See, Hiccup hadn't exactly realized just how soon Ringo would make the little bundles of joy kick off their shells to greet the sunshine, and the resulting five new babies is proving to be a little much for this unsuspecting noodle-viking.]


Kite, please come down from th-- Night Fury, no!

[A tiny purple feline makes a leap, sights set on the Starly perched high on a shelf. It seems his stringy kitten limbs aren't quite enough for this task, though, and the crash not only startles the bird off, but sends several items in every direction.

The mess on the floor suggests this isn't the first time it's happened.

Hiccup moves to set down the brown and white bundle he'd been cradling so he can sort out this new altercation, and finds that he instantly regrets it. The Cubone, previously somehow able to sleep through the wreckage, stirs with a wail shrill enough to drown out all his other concerns.]


No, Val, it's okay! I'm right here, see? Oh man, this was my greatest idea yet. Wow. [Once again, the Cubone is scooped up, and Hiccup takes a headcount over her crying to make sure the hyperactive hatchlings haven't knocked themselves out.] Okay, here's Val, Laila's got Kite, Night Fury's there, Key's eating Dinkfin's food, oh joy. Where's--

[And then his eyes land on the 'gear.]

Atom, what are you doing? Get out of--

[The video abruptly cuts off to be replaced by a text to the network.]

NOT ADAM ! EVE !
HEE HEE


[...Hiccup's going to be a little tied up, so feel free to talk to the newborn Rotom, Atom--er, Eve--in the meantime!]
newberktown: (how in the fuck do mortgages work)
▒▒or Almighty... Where d▒▒ ▒▒is storm come from all of ▒ ▒udden...?

[That sure is a familiar voice to some people in Johto, even as distorted as it is...

The speaker pauses, unsure not only of the weather, but the strength of his network connection as well. After gathering a breath, he continues on with the reason he started this recording in the first place.]


Er, hey guys? H▒▒▒▒ang stole my leg and took off a ▒▒▒▒▒ ago.

[There's another pause as a loud crack of thunder rolls by, followed by a bout of static.]

▒ ▒▒▒▒ ▒▒▒ink anyone should be outside, but if you can keep an eye out for ▒ ▒▒owlithe carrying something that looks like a foot, I'd appre▒▒▒▒▒ it. I thought h▒▒ ▒ome back, since it's raining, but I hav▒▒▒ seen him...

[Hiccup's face appears briefly as the feed freaks out one last time, looking just as it had three weeks ago when he had vanished without a trace. There's concern there over his current predicament, but he doesn't seem to be aware of his time away from Johto.]

Thanks anyway... I'll be in my room here if anyone in Mahogany finds him.

[ooc note: HEY WHAT'S UP, I'M BACK! Tags might be slow yet for a little while! Also (maybe?) posted early because I don't know what I'll all be doing today.]
newberktown: (no raoul please don't they'll see)

[The feed opens up with a mighty CRASH. Seems that Littlefoot has been trying to practice her flying and knocked the gear over.

Fortunately, this CRASH does more than turn on the gear. It has the added effect of jolting the Pokemon's trainer awake from his week-long sleep.]


Toothless?!

[Up he goes, scrambling in an attempt to get to his feet because his dragon is here and he wants to go flying. Except not, because even if Toothless had remained a Night Fury in Johto, he had left almost exactly two months ago. It isn't very long before the feed is treated to yet another loud CRASH, this one accompanied Hiccup's groans of pain.

With the gear on the floor, the view of the viking is limited. After a few seconds, Hiccup sits up and sets to work untangling the blanket from his feet. When he does, his shoulders sag.]


...Guess I won't be rollerblading anytime soon.

[And though he doesn't know it yet, that's the least of his worries. Hiccup remains blissfully unaware of Toxicalypse, though he does...wonder about that smell...]
newberktown: (oh great)
[Route, you have an unhappy viking on your hands.

See, while this viking had gone on to several people about how the cold sucks even if it reminded him of home, he wasn't really expecting a temperature change quite so soon, and definitely not so suddenly.

So here is Hiccup, changed out of his fur vest and standing barefoot inside a market. Judging by the looks the cashier is giving him, he's already been told that this is a bit unacceptable while shopping. But oh well, this brunette is buying fish. Again. He's been a good customer to the shop, given his ex-dragon friend's nutrition, and it's not like they're about to toss him out for not wearing shoes when he'll be out on his way soon enough. While waiting for his order to ring up, however, he gives the gear a pout.]


I thought this kind of thing wasn't supposed to happen until later in the year. You know, the whole melted snow and warm temperatures thing.

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