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: (don't ask me i'll never tell)
[Among the background bustle--familiar sounds for anyone who's set foot in a Pokemon Center--there's a small whine from an Eevee, almost like a prompt for Hiccup to speak. After another second or so, he does.]

Uh... Has anyone ever, uhmm. [There's another pause. How should he put this...] Lost...half their pokemon? [He clears his throat before continuing, quicker this time like an excuse.] I still have all their pokeballs, and those are registered to all of them still, according to the people at the Center. But I can't find them anywhere...

[Hiccup sighs, and there's a subtle clunk as he moves his hand to the 'gear to shut it off. Before he does, though, there's one last mumble.]

I can't believe this is happening again...
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: (>8I)
[Anyone familiar with the gym in Goldenrod will know what's up. Because that sure is wailing going on in the background.

...Oddly enough, though, there are also the sounds of:
1 Charmander snoring,
1 Swablu chirping, and
1 tiny viking arguing with a giant dragon.]


What do you mean you can fly?

[Sorry, Whitney, but your blubbering is being ignored in favor of dealing with the most exasperated Salamence ever. This was so much more important than badges.]

Yeah, okay, I get that you can 'fly' fly, but you're telling me that you have the ability to use the move Fly. As in 'carry me through the skies' Fly. Why didn't you tell me?

[Adder huffs noisily before flapping her wings to shoot a hard gust of air at him. HICCUP, SHE'S BEEN TRYING TO DO THAT FOR TWO WEEKS. You've just been focusing on ~alternative flight methods~ with Carmen Sandiego. Really, though, she wouldn't be annoyed if you weren't making such a big deal out of it. Just be happy already.]

Yeah, yeah... [Hiccup sighs, apparently giving in for now, before wandering over to slide the gear out from under the drowsy Charmander's claws.] Just would have been nice to know... Wait. Stormfly, didn't you just turn this off?

[...So it wasn't the battle he wanted recorded that was broadcast. Great.]

[ooc: cr is welcome to have witnessed the battle! curious people studying up for whitney's gym are also welcome.]
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: (so you see)
[Hiccup is awoken by the sensation of a beak through his hair. He blearily sits up, staring at the Noctowl in a long moment of incomprehension before speaking.]

Laila...? Mnwhat are you doing here?

[Maybe this was a wake-up call from Ziva. The viking drags himself up, tugging the thick, fur-trimmed boots on before plodding down the hall to the woman's room. Which was empty.]

That's strange...

[He heads back to his own room to call her on the gear, but finds that that doesn't exactly work. At all. Hiccup sinks onto the bed, hand settling against Laila's cheek as she hoots low and nuzzles closer.]

...Guess I'm on my own.

[When Hiccup starts the feed up, the Noctowl is still hanging around him. Only now, her chin is resting on top of the boy's head.]

Ziva David has gone home, too. I have Laila, but I haven't been able to find the rest of her team at all... I hope they're alright.

[He takes a deep breath. Time for more stepping out of his comfort zone.]

So what's a good job for a kid who's not so great with this modern technology stuff?
newberktown: (tell my mothers i love them)
[The feed opens up to the view of a boy. He's a scrawny thing, and is looking pretty lifeless this evening especially. After crumpling up a torn-off piece of paper and tossing it over his shoulder, he goes limp against the desk where he's working, burying his head in his arms.

On the floor, a creature stirs. The blue dinosaur toddles his way on over to the discarded paper, using gleaming claws to carefully pick it apart so as to view it's contents. When Adder sees what it is, his gaze lifts to the boy, then moves back down to the paper before going back again. After a few more seconds, only punctuated by the teen's sigh, the Bagon makes his way over to the other--to his new trainer--and offers up the paper. When he gets Hiccup's attention, he gestures with one stubby arm towards the gear.

Hiccup sighs again, gently taking the paper before patting Adder on the head and walking towards the gear, settling down in front of it.]


I don't know how many knew him, but... Toothless is gone.

[He checks the paper again, smoothing it out even more before showing the drawing. He manages to look even more grim than when this video began.]

This is sort of what he looked like, while he was here. And this is how he looks back home.

...I'm going to miss him.

[Hiccup averts his gaze for a few seconds, instead staring down at his drawings. He would have been content to leave it at that, really, but an insistent noise from one of his other pokemon causes him to look up.]

Oh.

[The boy gets to his feet, moving off-screen, then returns with an egg.]

...I have an egg here, too. I think it's Urd's, since it looks like how she did before she hatched. [He pauses a second.] I think she wants me to find a home for it. So I guess if anyone's interested...

[The viking trails off, giving the gear one last look before reaching over and ending the feed. He's going to take a walk, so it'll be a bit before he replies to anything.]

[ooc: egg is pre-claimed by Rose!]
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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