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smash_logs2010-12-17 12:54 am
punchvolcanoes) wrote in smash_logs2010-12-17 12:54 am
Entry tags:
- !open log,
- bulba/venusaur (pokemon),
- erika (pokemon),
- euphrosyne/espeon (pokemon),
- general guy (mario),
- gideon/dusknoir (pokemon),
- green (pokemon),
- kerosene/charizard (pokemon),
- knuckles (sonic the hedgehog),
- lyra (pokemon),
- marie/squirtle (pokemon),
- max (advance wars),
- milimili/banette (pokemon),
- misty (pokemon),
- nephenee (fire emblem),
- nyx/gengar (pokemon),
- red (pokemon),
- sasha/charizard (pokemon),
- slippy toad (starfox),
- sonny moe/snorlax (pokemon),
- spinny/spinarak (pokemon),
- ulki (fire emblem),
- vinnie/venusaur (pokemon)
Hospitals and Visits, Oh My!
Who: Sick animals and you
What: Hospital visits!
Where: FDC's Pokecenter
When: Anywhere between the 13th to the 21st!
Warnings: Guys being guys. Mons being mons.
For the next few days, everything was a blur for the both of them. Sasha felt sick to her stomach from everything, being unusually quiet apart from the small talks to the people online. But she was afraid no one would ever want to talk to her again after what happened. Guilty didn't even begin to scratch how she felt, especially after fights broke out in school that seemed to imply her attack was the catalyst. It felt terrible.
Most of her days, she spent watching the IV needles run down and drip, looking over at Vinnie but moving her head away before he could look at her and trying to replay the scenario and see what she could have done otherwise.
She could try to learn from this.
On the other hand, Vinnie had no regrets about his own actions. He was convinced that if he'd personally done anything different, pulled any punches, the results of that day would've been much, much worse. Inevitable as it was, it was the consequences that followed which weighed on him, as much as he tried not to show it.
His sister was tearing herself apart. His trainer was disgraced and his family worried sick. And he had disappointed anyone who might've been his friends. Somehow, he had to make it better. In comparison, his own grief felt irrelevant. Maybe even selfish.
It was probably why he was spending more and more time in his human form, even if it kept opening up his wounds. That way, he wouldn't have to be reminded of what he'd lost in Volgin's mutilation. Two leaves, amputated. It was enough to cripple him as a Venusaur.
Vinnie wanted out of this bed. To stop feeling nauseous and weak and get back into action as soon as possible. Maybe then he'd feel less helpless against everything.
[OOC- please post your date of the visit at the start of each log post 8Dc Also Char shows up after the 15th due to a gun shot to the tail. Green team is facing Red Team after that.]
What: Hospital visits!
Where: FDC's Pokecenter
When: Anywhere between the 13th to the 21st!
Warnings: Guys being guys. Mons being mons.
For the next few days, everything was a blur for the both of them. Sasha felt sick to her stomach from everything, being unusually quiet apart from the small talks to the people online. But she was afraid no one would ever want to talk to her again after what happened. Guilty didn't even begin to scratch how she felt, especially after fights broke out in school that seemed to imply her attack was the catalyst. It felt terrible.
Most of her days, she spent watching the IV needles run down and drip, looking over at Vinnie but moving her head away before he could look at her and trying to replay the scenario and see what she could have done otherwise.
She could try to learn from this.
On the other hand, Vinnie had no regrets about his own actions. He was convinced that if he'd personally done anything different, pulled any punches, the results of that day would've been much, much worse. Inevitable as it was, it was the consequences that followed which weighed on him, as much as he tried not to show it.
His sister was tearing herself apart. His trainer was disgraced and his family worried sick. And he had disappointed anyone who might've been his friends. Somehow, he had to make it better. In comparison, his own grief felt irrelevant. Maybe even selfish.
It was probably why he was spending more and more time in his human form, even if it kept opening up his wounds. That way, he wouldn't have to be reminded of what he'd lost in Volgin's mutilation. Two leaves, amputated. It was enough to cripple him as a Venusaur.
Vinnie wanted out of this bed. To stop feeling nauseous and weak and get back into action as soon as possible. Maybe then he'd feel less helpless against everything.
[OOC- please post your date of the visit at the start of each log post 8Dc Also Char shows up after the 15th due to a gun shot to the tail. Green team is facing Red Team after that.]
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"So you were planning on coming last night anyway if you weren't busy."
THE MOST SERIOUS STARE DOWN IS HAPPENING RIGHT HERE, RIGHT NOW.
"Pain Split doesn't cover emotional distress. Physically he'll be alright, but no, he's not okay."
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"Well, I was debating myself, but after the nice talk we had I dedicated myself last night to arrange my books and have a nice read with Dickens' Christmas Story... You know, Vincent reminds me sometimes of a very literary character". Gideon tried to make small talk... heh.
AND THEN GIDEON STARED AT BULBA.
"You dont think I..."
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You'd think this was a Vianca tag.no subject
"...If there was an attack..." Gideon Stared.
"Where were you to protect your own kin?"
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The guilt trip. It was not very effective.
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But you chose not to, for I dont see any kind of physical damage...
You own guilt seems to be making you a little paranoid of those who mean good to others..." Gideon laid down a small smackdown, If he was not going to see Vincent today, he could at least dissipate any weird ideas that this Ivysaur might have.
"You dont know how much you hurt me with this poison you seem to be starting about my reputation and a friend of yours"
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"What are you trying to accomplish by trying to make me feel bad? My trainer and my team mates are a higher priority than Vinnie, and I'm sure he'd understand."
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"Although... I have to be honest with you..."
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"As you can see in my personal journal... I have never wrote any kind of fan fiction about Mr. Green and Vincent. Could you be so kindly of pass this message and proof to him?" Gideon gave Bulba his notebook. "Please, take care of it, I will come back for it with you after Vincent leaves the place".
Gideon also handed the baskets to Bulba. "I brought a gift for you and Vincent... Would you be so kind of give it to him as well when he wakes up? I just wanna be clear that I have no ill motives... And if I had, I would had probably already be inside his room. I am a Ghost-type after all, but out of respect, I chose not to".
Gideon held on to the flowers...
"Mind you, where is his... Sister?"
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Suddenly there were vines out and he was carrying notebooks and baskets and and and... it was kind of comical looking. Bulba just blinked at Gideon and nodded along to what he was saying. Alright, he could do that. Great.
Ah, but Sasha was...
Bulba nodded his head towards the door behind him. "They're sharing the room."
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"Would you mind if... I came in and said Hello to her? I mean, I would like to if you allow me to."
"If you want to, you could escort me?"
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Bulba was the ultimate den mother.
"She was pretty shaken up last night too. It'd probably be best if we didn't."
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Handing the flowers to Bulba, Gideon gave a last message to Bulba the
cockblockHero: "If you ask me, I wouldnt worry about the future... Maybe Ill find a way to have a talk without scaring anyone or raising the paranoia of fellow comrades..."And then Gideon floated away...
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Huh.