Lord Darien Blackthorne
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Weekend Warrior
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Posts: 118
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Player Name: Sae Endicott
OOC Username: spibe
Arena Points: 72
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Post by Lord Darien Blackthorne on Nov 1, 2023 10:53:58 GMT 9
Sae really liked the dream world lounge. It was secluded and quiet, and unlike the other stamp kiosks, no one was racing in here and flooding into a jammed line- the gardener stamp had been a simple and quiet affair, for which he was grateful.
He nestled himself in the lush plants, and... tried not to worry. But Fireblood had said he was attending the convention, and said he'd like to meet up if there was time. Which... there clearly hadn't been.
Which Sae understood! Perfectly! He'd been plenty busy himself, but... he'd also worked himself into a knot the week before the con, wondering what Ali would think of him, and- now he was back to square one the not knowing, the tension having nowhere to really go.
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Lord Darien Blackthorne
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Weekend Warrior
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Posts: 118
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Player Name: Sae Endicott
OOC Username: spibe
Arena Points: 72
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Post by Lord Darien Blackthorne on Nov 1, 2023 9:53:04 GMT 9
#s://i~imgur~com/Xj9MQf5~png Sae made his way to the Artist Corner for two reasons- The first, naturally, was to collect a Painter Stamp, because he was running all around the con anyway, and might as well get something out of it, even if it was just a little Professor Ash vinyl pop. The second, though, was to find artwork of his starter.
Not- not the tepig, which Sae only felt a little bad about. No, art of the pokemon he'd truly started with, emotionally- the espeon he'd been given. And there was no shortage of espeon merch- Espeon (and Umbreon) art was everywhere- shirts, wall scrolls, plushes- It was, maybe, too many options. But- but there was one he had to stop for:
An espeon, curled over black paper, lined in gold. Her genstone was metallic and glittery, eyes piercing. He knew exactly where it would go on his wall. Glancing around- as if hoping no one he knew saw him get it, Sae moved to the shop to get it.
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Lord Darien Blackthorne
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Weekend Warrior
Player Character
Posts: 118
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Sae Endicott
OOC Username: spibe
Arena Points: 72
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Post by Lord Darien Blackthorne on Nov 1, 2023 9:32:21 GMT 9
#s://i~imgur~com/Xj9MQf5~png Sae was tired. But also starving. So, tiredly, he made his way to the nearest restaurant- not one of the fancy get togethers, but just a little pizza place. Still packed, now, with the convention nearby, but…. Sae appreciated the chance to just sit, and breathe, and drink something.
He swirled his straw in his drink, sighing softly. That whole debacle with the ditto plush… And then everyone was up in arms because a mascot suit had been stolen. Which was a massive security concern, and despite it being a giant, day-glo Moltres, no one was any closer to finding it, or who had stolen it…
None of this was really Sae’s problem, but… he had to worry about it anyway. Even here- Even in the restaurant, a bit aways from the event, there was a colorful flyer on his table, proclaiming a free dreamer stamp when scanned with his UNOVRCon app.
Sae just sighed, and leaned back in the booth, and tried to not fall asleep before his order could be taken.
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Lord Darien Blackthorne
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Weekend Warrior
Player Character
Posts: 118
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Sae Endicott
OOC Username: spibe
Arena Points: 72
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Post by Lord Darien Blackthorne on Oct 12, 2023 11:04:47 GMT 9
The galvantula padded forward, legs moving in synchronized grace. Sae didn't hate spiders, which was apparently an unpopular opinion. He wasn't the type of guy to keep a tarantula, but any spiders in his apartment were gently escorted outside, and any who made nests on the outsides of his windows could stay and eat their fill.
None of them were bigger than, like, an inch, though. And certainy none of them were electrified.
This one wasn't soothed by Hilda's speech, chittering softly as it approached them. Sae's feet were fastened to the ground. He hadto do something- he couldn't let Hilda get eaten by a spider- but he didn't know what else to do.
Barring any other ideas, he raised the camera, and snapped, flash on.
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Lord Darien Blackthorne
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Weekend Warrior
Player Character
Posts: 118
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Sae Endicott
OOC Username: spibe
Arena Points: 72
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Post by Lord Darien Blackthorne on Oct 11, 2023 10:44:59 GMT 9
Sae laughed with her. Here in VR, even without the shielding of characters, Hilda seemed... braver, mayne. More outgoing than he knew her to be at work. Was he braver, too? Or was Sae always going to be Sae?
"Ah- thank you," He said, pausing to look at the furret's picture. It... it had turned out nicely, with soft edges and dewy eyes. One of its little feet was even fipped up, paw beans on display. It had to be worthy of a prize- right? "Mm, probably. A giant something, at least." He looked over the trees with her, seeing only an eager meowth and some pidove cooing at each other.
He did not see the creature stalking them from the other side of the tracks, only frowning as he felt... something. Sae turned, and froze, staring over at a massive tank-sized galvantula. "Hilda..."
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Lord Darien Blackthorne
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Weekend Warrior
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Posts: 118
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Player Name: Sae Endicott
OOC Username: spibe
Arena Points: 72
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Post by Lord Darien Blackthorne on Oct 10, 2023 11:25:07 GMT 9
Sae shook his head. "Wht it considers good compositions feels arbitrary." Dependant on the whims of the coder, how hard you pressed the camera shutter, and if someone was listening to a Madonna CD in Texas at the time. But... it was just a game, and nothing to lose sleep over. Probably.
He peered at her camera as she flicked through the pictures, blanching a bit at the massive burmy, and following Hilda's gaze to a furret. Curled up in a neat little circle.
Until Hilda snapped a picture, and the furret snapped up, eyes wide and ears flicking, little paws twitching as it tried to place the noise- letting Sae snag an adorable picture before the pokemon liquified and ran off, vanishing beyond the allowed depth of field. "Oh- thank you! You're realy good at this." Maybe Hila had been a photographer before Hydance...
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Lord Darien Blackthorne
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Weekend Warrior
Player Character
Posts: 118
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Sae Endicott
OOC Username: spibe
Arena Points: 72
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Post by Lord Darien Blackthorne on Oct 10, 2023 3:24:25 GMT 9
#s://i~imgur~com/Xj9MQf5~png Sae took a slow, steeling breath as Hilda rushed over. She didn't stop the ditto, oozing out of the pokeball like some kind of sentient, evil inflatable tube man, but... it helped.
"The break room's smart." He answered. Because it was a good idea. Better than his current ideas which were "panic" and "do nothing" and "text your work friend who fucking loves ditto." He swallowed, and nodded. It was a good idea. Hilda... was smart. "Yeah. Okay."
But- But there was no way to carry the ditto like the ticking time bomb it was. They'd... have to release it. Sae motioned for Hilda to step back, and then moved back as well- the Ditto rising up off of the bench, the top shell of the pokeball a bright red hat.
Sae frowned over at it. "... I hope he fits in my car."
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Lord Darien Blackthorne
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Weekend Warrior
Player Character
Posts: 118
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Sae Endicott
OOC Username: spibe
Arena Points: 72
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Post by Lord Darien Blackthorne on Oct 9, 2023 12:00:31 GMT 9
A quiet sigh escaped him as Sae looked over the photos he'd taken- some nice, but nothing breathtaking yet. It was frustrating... but he wasn't a photographer. Even when the subject as something still he... People online did better with their phones.
He glanced up at a call- expression finally brightening. Hilda! "Mm, no- nothing I managed to catch." He lamented. "But there was a volcarona, and a flock of rookidee." He tikted his head at her, thumbing through for a moment before spinning his camera- the flock of rookidee, with Too Many Subjects for a pristine score.
"What've you found out here?"
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Lord Darien Blackthorne
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Weekend Warrior
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Posts: 118
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Player Name: Sae Endicott
OOC Username: spibe
Arena Points: 72
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Post by Lord Darien Blackthorne on Oct 8, 2023 12:12:33 GMT 9
Sae nodded, but didn't feel really comforted. Tuesday had a way of speaking that... was made of reassuring words, but offered no comfort. But, if he had to come up with a personality for a player that competitive... he supposed "ultra-friendly" wasn't exactly what he'd come up with either.
"Um. Thank you." He said, opting to do the polite thing and take what she said as a compliment. It was possible she was... trying to be nice. He couldn't begrudge her for that. Instead he let his eyes slide past her, to the trees, waiting. It had strange cracks along its bark, but was that simply patterning, or-
No- The tree shifted, rising up a bit, eyes flickering open. It was a trevenant! He picked his camera up again, hoping to snag it before it retreated back to sleep.
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Lord Darien Blackthorne
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Weekend Warrior
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Posts: 118
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Sae Endicott
OOC Username: spibe
Arena Points: 72
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Post by Lord Darien Blackthorne on Oct 7, 2023 10:56:41 GMT 9
Tuesday sure was... a character. Sae found himself faintly glad to have not actually run into her in-game. Until now, but- maybe it didn't count. She spoke again, and her words didn't reach her eyes. She was good at acting. At lying. It unnerved Sae.
But- she'd asked a question, in a sense. "Um- I, right." He said, doing a poor job of conveying that he was listening. But... she didn't seem to care. Sae took a shuddering breath, and followed after her.
Tuesday had found a little caterpie. He watched her take a picture, as if she was going to do something nefarious instead. Which... she didn't. He let out a little sigh, and shook himself out- moving to her side, and pointing at the tree, keeping his voice low. "I think... the tree behind this one might be a trevenant. It might give more points..."
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Lord Darien Blackthorne
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Weekend Warrior
Player Character
Posts: 118
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Sae Endicott
OOC Username: spibe
Arena Points: 72
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Post by Lord Darien Blackthorne on Oct 6, 2023 10:54:23 GMT 9
Sae blinked, and looked back at Tuesday. He tilted his head a bit, like a confused puppy. "Ah... well, several locations in the game are named after Greek letters... Beta Island, Psi Island, Gamma Island... and..." He paused, again. Most of the recent pokemon games... had "get real big" mechanics. Mega evolution. Gigantamax. Stuff like that. Maybe she'd just missed the recent games but...
Sae paid attention. This was Tuesday- the same Tuesday several devs talked about. A prolific player and strategist, who was part of every dungeon since she'd joined- um, the ones that were on Tuesdays, at least. (Which, hey, he was a streamer. He understood). But shouldn't she know? You didn't get that good at pokemon by... not looking things up, at least. "... I- um, I don't- don't think so, no. Not like the Marvel movies." He said, a bit caught off guard. "It's... um, they might- the game programmers- uh, might be practicing for. Um. Like gigantamaxing, or something."
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Lord Darien Blackthorne
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Weekend Warrior
Player Character
Posts: 118
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Sae Endicott
OOC Username: spibe
Arena Points: 72
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Post by Lord Darien Blackthorne on Oct 5, 2023 11:32:12 GMT 9
Sae frowned, eyes tracking the Volcarona as it lazily drifted closer. Rose Garden , Saint , and Tuesday had already decided to move on, but.. Sae was curious. Why was it so large?
But... "Alright, let's get going." He agreed, looking after the pokemon for a lingering moment before following them all along the track.
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Lord Darien Blackthorne
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Weekend Warrior
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Posts: 118
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Sae Endicott
OOC Username: spibe
Arena Points: 72
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Post by Lord Darien Blackthorne on Oct 4, 2023 11:34:46 GMT 9
Sae frowned at the pictures he'd managed to take. Some good ones of the rookidee... but the ones with the armored one were all blurry! Ugh... Tuesday called out about something, and Sae glanced over- Clocking the Volcarona instantly. But... Unovr didn't have dynamaxing yet. So why was it so big?
He frowned, distantly hearing Saint answer. Was this testing for the dyna-/gigantamax features? Was this a little treat? A scaling error? He had no idea.
But the great pokemon turned, seeming to either not want to cause harm, or not having noticed them at all. "It... should be alright." He said, trying to recover himself. "The pokemon here can't harm you." That was something he did know, with certainty.
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Lord Darien Blackthorne
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Weekend Warrior
Player Character
Posts: 118
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Sae Endicott
OOC Username: spibe
Arena Points: 72
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Post by Lord Darien Blackthorne on Oct 3, 2023 1:08:21 GMT 9
Sae glanced over at a soft voice, and smiled at the woman. He smiled- and the question was answered by someone else. "Right!" He laughed, to both Tuesday and Saint. "Maybe we'll see a greedent soon..."
There was a flurry- not a greedent, but a flock of rookidee, fleeing one tree to roost on another. And, in the middle of them, a rookidee dressed in gleaming corviknight armor.
Sae gasped, bringing up his camera and quickly snapping, click-click-click! Hopefully he got a good view of any of them... and most importantly, the fancily dressed one.
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Lord Darien Blackthorne
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Weekend Warrior
Player Character
Posts: 118
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Sae Endicott
OOC Username: spibe
Arena Points: 72
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Post by Lord Darien Blackthorne on Oct 2, 2023 11:35:27 GMT 9
Was it reasonable for Sae to be playing games? Yes, because he had the day off, dammit.
The chaos of the convention had melted away into green leaves and rustling pokemon, and a little car on a track pulling him slowly forward. Pokemon were flittering everywhere, and this... this was what he wanted.
There was a place, and audience, for the more action-focused dungeons and raids and what-have-you, but given the choice between this and anything related to the quail quest?
He took a picture of a skwovet eating a berry, and didn't have to worry about randomly dying.
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