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ratingspoint) wrote2016-01-07 07:34 pm
ratingspoint) wrote2016-01-07 07:34 pm
002. [Action for Route 35 / Video]
[ACTION FOR ROUTE 35]
[A good amount of the snow has melted off by now but perhaps more importantly it was reasonably not-frigid today, and a lot of the cloud cover has passed over and that means it's been a good day to be outside rather than staring out a damn window.
He's not too far outside of the city when the sun goes down, just far enough to get away from most of the light pollution; there's not much out here, all told, but there is a fence and large, thick wooden slats to climb up (and he's dressed all in black tonight but he's still got those damn pink boots on, and in heels like those it's a wonder he didn't roll his ankle somehow in the process of getting up there but he seems fine enough) and tonight he can be found just...sitting on top of it, legs crossed at the knee like this isn't even a thing and comfortable enough in his coat that it seems the dropping night temperatures aren't touching him at all. There are a pair of Rotoms buzzing around nearby, making nuisances of themselves in the grass and once in a while annoying those little ghost balloons that can be found in there sometimes, but Mettaton doesn't seem to be paying them much mind; they aren't his, after all, not really. Friends, but not captures.
Cousins, maybe.
There really isn't much out here, but there's a chill running through the air that he's not accustomed to and it's wonderful, and more importantly there are stars – real ones, not crystals, not something that you have to project like an IMAX theatre about to make yourself feel better but actual stars – and before long he's smiling like it's going out of style and he's got his hand out, tracing lines between them and maybe finding some actual constellations but most likely just making up his own, and...okay, let's be real, he's probably naming them all after himself.
But he's having a good time, regardless, and obviously that's what matters.]
[VIDEO]
Good evening, beauties!
[...Oh, good, it's this guy again.
He's looking pretty flushed, honestly, as though he's been out in the cold recently, but he's indoors now and he's still dressed pretty warmly, so he'll probably be warmed up just fine in a little while. The room he's in is a lot nicer than the last one, too; it doesn’t look like a hotel room, either, but rather something in a proper residence. ...It's also very aggressively decorated in pink sparkly things (or pink fluffy things, in the case of the bed), and hopefully whomever he's staying with charged him a security deposit because the place looks kinda like a glitterbomb went off in there and lord, that is probably never coming out of the carpet.
Either way, though, Mettaton is in good spirits this evening and the greeting is accompanied by a smile and a wave, because he's entirely aware that he's on-camera and so of course it is.]
As I'm sure you've all been waiting for updates, I'm pleased to tell you all that I've settled in well since my last broadcast! That isn't to say it's been easy, but I've been liking the challenge. After all, there's no tension in having everything handed to you! No suspense, no drama – it'd be terribly boring.
But there are some questions you just have to use a lifeline on, aren't there? So I think I'll choose to poll the audience on this one:
Say that you've come across a Pokémon with a bit of an...attitude problem. Serious attitude. So many problems. And maybe you want to help the poor darling out, because apparently it's too abrasive for its own good and a little on the dim side. And really, what else are you supposed to do with something like that?
[...He's found something that's pretty much Mad Dummy incarnate, let's put it that way.]
So the question is this: Assuming that you're both entirely committed to doing this and sufficiently attractive and charismatic, how do you go about getting it to warm up to you?
A. Hope that your good looks and charm will win it over eventually.
B. Flirt with it, because apparently that works more often than you'd think.
C. Beat it into submission somehow.
D. None of the above?
[...METTATON, NO.]
I'll be taking calls from viewers for the next good while, but the option won't be open forever – so do take advantage of the opportunity as soon as possible!
Until next time!
[A good amount of the snow has melted off by now but perhaps more importantly it was reasonably not-frigid today, and a lot of the cloud cover has passed over and that means it's been a good day to be outside rather than staring out a damn window.
He's not too far outside of the city when the sun goes down, just far enough to get away from most of the light pollution; there's not much out here, all told, but there is a fence and large, thick wooden slats to climb up (and he's dressed all in black tonight but he's still got those damn pink boots on, and in heels like those it's a wonder he didn't roll his ankle somehow in the process of getting up there but he seems fine enough) and tonight he can be found just...sitting on top of it, legs crossed at the knee like this isn't even a thing and comfortable enough in his coat that it seems the dropping night temperatures aren't touching him at all. There are a pair of Rotoms buzzing around nearby, making nuisances of themselves in the grass and once in a while annoying those little ghost balloons that can be found in there sometimes, but Mettaton doesn't seem to be paying them much mind; they aren't his, after all, not really. Friends, but not captures.
Cousins, maybe.
There really isn't much out here, but there's a chill running through the air that he's not accustomed to and it's wonderful, and more importantly there are stars – real ones, not crystals, not something that you have to project like an IMAX theatre about to make yourself feel better but actual stars – and before long he's smiling like it's going out of style and he's got his hand out, tracing lines between them and maybe finding some actual constellations but most likely just making up his own, and...okay, let's be real, he's probably naming them all after himself.
But he's having a good time, regardless, and obviously that's what matters.]
[VIDEO]
Good evening, beauties!
[...Oh, good, it's this guy again.
He's looking pretty flushed, honestly, as though he's been out in the cold recently, but he's indoors now and he's still dressed pretty warmly, so he'll probably be warmed up just fine in a little while. The room he's in is a lot nicer than the last one, too; it doesn’t look like a hotel room, either, but rather something in a proper residence. ...It's also very aggressively decorated in pink sparkly things (or pink fluffy things, in the case of the bed), and hopefully whomever he's staying with charged him a security deposit because the place looks kinda like a glitterbomb went off in there and lord, that is probably never coming out of the carpet.
Either way, though, Mettaton is in good spirits this evening and the greeting is accompanied by a smile and a wave, because he's entirely aware that he's on-camera and so of course it is.]
As I'm sure you've all been waiting for updates, I'm pleased to tell you all that I've settled in well since my last broadcast! That isn't to say it's been easy, but I've been liking the challenge. After all, there's no tension in having everything handed to you! No suspense, no drama – it'd be terribly boring.
But there are some questions you just have to use a lifeline on, aren't there? So I think I'll choose to poll the audience on this one:
Say that you've come across a Pokémon with a bit of an...attitude problem. Serious attitude. So many problems. And maybe you want to help the poor darling out, because apparently it's too abrasive for its own good and a little on the dim side. And really, what else are you supposed to do with something like that?
[...He's found something that's pretty much Mad Dummy incarnate, let's put it that way.]
So the question is this: Assuming that you're both entirely committed to doing this and sufficiently attractive and charismatic, how do you go about getting it to warm up to you?
A. Hope that your good looks and charm will win it over eventually.
B. Flirt with it, because apparently that works more often than you'd think.
C. Beat it into submission somehow.
D. None of the above?
[...METTATON, NO.]
I'll be taking calls from viewers for the next good while, but the option won't be open forever – so do take advantage of the opportunity as soon as possible!
Until next time!
[Video]
Um...D? I'm not really...sure how well I could pull off A or B. I'd pick C because that sounds like you'd just be battling it, but when you put it that way it sounds...harsh.
[But is battling it anything but beating it into submission, though.]
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[But he is from a world where actually utilizing the battle mechanic is a bad thing...]
At the same time, sometimes people just don't listen without a little encouragement! Motivation like that works, darling, and besides, violence sells if you market it right.
[...He also really likes killing people.]
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[Darling?...also wait are we still talking about a Pokemon here, or-]
I...guess that makes sense. As far as Pokemon go, anyway...
[Then again, there are plenty of people who enjoy violence. Why else would slasher movies and such be so popular?
...suddenly, he feels like he's getting a bit off track from what Mettaton was originally asking about, hang on.]
Are you having trouble with a certain Pokemon right now, or was that just a hypothetical question?
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[This is a man who is not used to being told no.]
I mean, I guess it's too much to expect that I'd win them all, but still.
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That's what I would do, anyway.
1/2
[He says, as though he's mildly appalled at this- ]
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[...Or maybe not.]
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[I mean you aren't completely wrong.]
There's also poisoning it, but...you could accidentally really knock it out that way if you aren't careful. And that really relies on you having a Pokemon that can do any of those things, anyway.
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[...you know, the horrifying part about that is probably in how he looks really pointedly at something offscreen like he's considering exactly how viable that is.]
I've got something that can manage that. Probably. But I'm not going to inflict him on the little sweetheart I'm referring to, because no? That's disgusting.
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Okay...the only other thing I could think of would be to try and win it over with some food, if you haven't already. Berries are usually pretty easy to find on the routes.
[...]
Just don't eat any yourself. They aren't really fit for humans to eat.
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[No, really, he's curious now.]
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[He won't stop you from trying one if you're just that morbidly curious, but.]
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[...And that's...really enthusiastic and surprisingly not at all sarcastic. Dear lord.]
I don't know whether you treat everyone like this, baby, or if I'm even more special than I thought - but let's have a name to go with all this advice, all right?
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He also can't hold Mettaton's gaze the whole time he's talking because good lord these inexplicable pet names are going to kill him.]
Er...I'm Kaneki. Kaneki Ken. What's yours?
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It's nice to meet you, Mettaton-san.
[He thinks...no, yeah, this guy seems pretty okay? Eccentric, but...god, when hasn't he dealt with that before.]
So you haven't been here for very long, then?
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[...Mettaton, they're called Japanese people, they exist.
he's kind of from anime hell i'm so sorry]I just showed up...it must have been three weeks ago by now? Not very long at all.
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I see...I will have been here for a year in a few days from now. As unusual as some things about this place can be, it's actually very nice. I really like it here, personally.
[Compared to...certain places, at least.]
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There are a lot of things to get used to, but it's been great, I've loved it.
[...buddy. Buddy, you can't just.]
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Humans? Were...you weren't human before?
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[He says, with all the enthusiasm of a game show host telling someone they just won a fucking luggage set or something. (Not the new car, though, that's a little much for the situation.)]
Not only am I Hotland's premier superstar, I'm Dr. Alphys' greatest creation - designed to bring entertainment and brighten even the darkest days in the Underground!
[...]
You're talking to a robot, sweetheart.
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He really must have been here too long if he's just accepting Mettaton's explanation without question.]
A robot entertainer...you're probably the first one I've ever met, in that case.
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[Welcome to Egopolis, population: Mettaton.]
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I...don't doubt that at all, Mettaton-san.
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[mettaton, that was not necessarily a compliment.]
Thanks again for the advice, gorgeous. You've been fantastic.
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