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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.]
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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!
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[oh my god why]
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But of course! Nobody is better at japing the un-japed that the Great Papyrus!
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Here's hoping the particular little beauty I'm talking about likes japes.
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A-hem! That being said! What is the species of monster you're hoping to endear to you?
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It's both a challenge and a matter of pride by now.
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In that case, why don't you find a robot body for him! Er! I mean, Dr. Alphys isn't here, but, I'm assured that the department store in Goldenrod City has endless options! Surely they could provide a smaller robot body?
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They like appliances. Of course, I don't have my normal options, because MTT-Brand has yet to take off here. But they like what's here for now.
[He's got at least one that won't stop fucking around in the Cuisinart and scaring people half to death at two in the morning with the noise, it's great.]
Proper bodies for them would be great eventually, though - I'll have to find someone who's capable, since Dr. Alphys is out of the question.
[...that is exactly the last thing anyone here needs.]
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[...he kind of understands these things.]
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[I mean, the whole humanizing thing isn't so bad, he supposes.
But yeah, skin still sucks.]
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Can you still make all those poses, though?
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[...a shame for whom, he's just not going to specify, but.]
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