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Post by starlitlover on May 28, 2023 11:41:04 GMT 9
Okay, so, also, it was very difficult to find other people to do the quest with? Because- Because he would find someone, ans ask them, "Hey, do you want to go do the tutorial where we get shoes?" And then they would look at him like he was deranged and just, like, point towards a cobbler. Like, a guy who made shoes.
So, Adarsa had been walking around for like ten minutes and had not run into anyone not yukking it up like they actually lived here. It- it was ridiculous, honestly. Was no one in this multiplayer game hospitable?
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Post by starlitlover on May 28, 2023 11:15:44 GMT 9
Adarsa was not fond of westerns. So, the town- sorry, Briarbane Settlement- was rather off-putting. It was dusty, there was too much slat wod, there were horse troughs just... out, in plain view, and there was an honet-to-god tumbleweed. He needed to escape, and quickly.
But quickly involved running shoes, which involved another player and a tutorial. Adarsa thought that was horrible game design- he should have them upfront already. Running was a requirement. ENTERING THE TALL GRASS!
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Post by starlitlover on May 26, 2023 10:06:21 GMT 9
Adarsa was sure he was having a day. He'd gotten that terrible pokemon from the professor, and then gotten another terrible one from that trade, and he had no shoes, and none of that was even the worst of it.
The worst was that he was lost in the woods, everything he put his eyes on some variant of blood-red, and there was a thing following him. And he couldn't- every few steps the earth seemed to rear up, grabbing at his ankles with brambles or roots, and every few other steps this- this screen would come up and fuss at him, about how if he wanted to run he needed to complete the tutorials, did he know where they were?
And, like, he was having a bit of a conniption at this point in time, so maybe a tutorial could wait?
The thing that crashed through the branches and trunks was not, astonishingly, an over-exaggeration on Adarsa's part. If it had to be ascribed to a single pokemon, that would be ninetails- it was ghostly pale, and with a canid muzzle, except it had far too many tails, and far too many eyes that winked into and out of view as its fur rippled. It let out breathy huffs, snarling and smelling the air, keeping a fix on its prey.
The grass shriveled away where it ran, earth drying and cracking, an oil-black liquid pooling where its paws stepped twice. And then it had the little thing cornered, curled and wailing. A lovely sound, it thought. And then it drew back, let out a terrible roar, and surged foward, jaws snapping over its little prey.
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Post by starlitlover on May 25, 2023 6:55:55 GMT 9
Adarsa was tired. The starter lab tutorial thing had taken a lot out of him, emotionally and mentally- the questions, and... his continued lack of shoes. Every step he took grated against him, and he fought to keep his composure in this silly, western dusty cowboy town.
It was. So tacky.
Adarsa had let out the pokemon, per the professor's instructions, and promptly put it back in the pokeball. It- it was ugly, okay? He couldn't sugarcoat his way around that. It was a terrible little fishy thing, and the only thing that soothed him even remotely was that someone else would want him.
Maybe someone would have something wonderful to offer for it. Like- like eevee! The bastion of wonderful and perfect pokemon. He'd always wondered what it would feel like to pet an eevee...
So, with aspirations far beyond reality, Adarsa made a little post offering his starter for trade.
offering up mudkip for trade
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Post by starlitlover on May 24, 2023 6:46:46 GMT 9
Adarsa sat up a bit when she said that was it. Those were... odd questions, but if it worked, then it worked, right? He watched her file away the paper intently, as if he could glean what she had written. He could not.
But, it didn't matter- she pulled out a little orb, setting it into his hands. It said MUDKIP... whatever that was. Was that a new one? He had no idea. "Oh! Um, thank you!" He said anyways, because Darcy had always taught him to be polite. Maybe a mudkip was cute but... given it started with "mud" he wasn't going to bet on it.
Adarsa stood, fixing his cloak as Ash swept past him towards the front of the tent. This was it, then, wasn't it? He was about to get into the part of the game with other people. His heart thrummed in his chest. His future was out there!
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Post by starlitlover on May 22, 2023 12:15:49 GMT 9
Astoundingly, the answer she gives is- abhorrent, maybe. Normal? The fact that he designed shoes- custom? For himself?- and was now standing here with no shoes-
That was normal?!
He laid there. Black spotted in his vision. This simply couldn't be happening. Who designed this game? A monkey? One of those barefoot zealots? Did they hook a computer up to a squid and see what it churned out? He- he was going to have some emails to write when he was done here, that was for certain.
"Hm?" Adarsa was dragged out of his reverie by the first question. His ideal date. "Oh! My perfect date..." He sighed, eyelids fluttering closed as he remembered. He'd had a lot of almost-perfect dates... but only one that was perfect.
"We were in college- both studying abroad. He- he serenaded me, with these sonnets. He wrote them himself." Another little sigh. He had truly been something else, hadn't he? Forget another playing field- the man had been on a wholly separate planet. "He rented out the entire floor of this beautiful restaurant- We... we just talked, the entire time. Not... We talked about poetry. About the great works, about language and translations and intention and... and when we finally left, just outside the door, he kissed me. And he asked if he could walk me home. I- I said yes, and then I asked him to stay." Adarsa blinked, seeing not the dark cast walls of his room, arms wrapped so tightly around his chest in morning sunlight-
But the woman, who looked away only to write on her clipboard. Ada took the moment to wipe away tears he didn't remember shedding.
With a disdainful sniff, he tried to focus on the remaining questions.
The next, he gave a little laugh. "Hero? Me? No, absolutely not. I- I'm not cut out for that sort of thing. That's... firefighters, or EMT workers, or people who pull children out of cars, not... " He shook his head.
He perked up again at the final question. "I'm very determined." Adarsa said, with utmost, unwavering certainty. "I set my mind to somrthing, and I do it. It's always been that way!" Like when Darcy had said he couldn't go to college, and he'd gone anyway. But... a bad habit? Adarsa thought. "And, um... I suppose..." Hm. Tricky. "I suppose I can be a bit lazy? I do like sleeping in when not on a deadline..."
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Post by starlitlover on May 22, 2023 11:45:59 GMT 9
Adarsa opened his eyes, and was reborn.
It was more metaphorical than anything else- in fact, his character looked mostly the same, except wearing clothes he could only hope to afford. A silk shirt, a fur cloak with a golden butterfly-themed clasp. A delicate sapphire crown-
Adarsa blinked. He remembered what he had done, just moments ago. Boots, kneehigh and black, soft suede with lambskin on the inside. With gold embroidery and a hefty heel.
He did not have boots. He did not have anything, actually. Just his bare feet standing on the far-too-soft grass and earth beneath him.
"Um," He said, looking up at the woman- who wasn't really. Dressed for fieldwork? "Yes, that's me, hi, uh," Adarsa looked at his feet again, as if the shoes could have simply manifested there. They had not. "Where- why aren't I wearing shoes?"
This was off to a rocky start.
Suddenly very tired, and not of the mind to be assuaged by any answer she did or did not give, Adarsa lowered himself in the chair. This was terrible. He felt he might faint, even.
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Post by starlitlover on May 21, 2023 13:50:18 GMT 9
PLAYER: Adarsa Masters | CHARACTER: Starlitlover | | | PRONOUNS: he/him/his AGE: 27 ORIENTATION: Homosexual LOCATION: San Fran, Cali, USA OCCUPATION: Freelance Writer/Ao3 Mogul | GENDER: Male AGE: Adult ENABLE PKMN SPEECH? Yes PAIN THRESHOLD: Reduced TRAINER CLASS: Gardener |
OUT OF THE GAME Adarsa is, in a single word, "desperate." In two words, he is "fucking desperate."
He had a terrible upbringing, but you wouldn't know it to meet him- Adarsa embodies a rich vibe. His apartment is lush, with a room devoted to ceiling height bookshelves, a plush armchair, and a tall fireplace. There is an old-world American money clinging to his home, and his clothes are always beautiful and well fitting. Ada has the money to throw around to get his hair recolored whenever he feels like it- which is, usually, right after a breakup.
Adarsa views the world very optimistically- everything he's reached for, he has obtained, and that trend can only continue. The only thing he hasn't yet gotten is... true love. He has the luxury apartment, the job he loves, the millions of kudos on his massive body of work. And yet, he cannot find a boyfriend to last him longer than four months.
There was Reese, who wanted to join the military. And Jouni, who threw a fit because Adarsa said he might want to get a cat. Joel said it "wasn't working out," Martín had anger issues, Darren decided he wanted to "go off the grid," Sebastian complained about how much money Ada spent on his hair and clothes- Damien went on one date with him before realizing he was actually straight (??? rude)-
The list just keeps going, and going, and going. How was it possible he just kept running into (beautiful, handsome) men who were all actually awful? It defied statistics. But... surely such a rough journey would make the end all the sweeter, when he did come across his soulmate, his coup de foudre, the missing piece to his heart? | INSIDE THE GAME Starlitlovers, for reference, is the name of his Ao3 account. It's kind of unsuitable as a character name, but there's naught to be done about it now. Starlitlover has no background knowledge of Pokemon to pull from- It's a common enough thing that he's aware of it, and knows the big ones (like Pikachu), but he never had games or game systems growing up, so his chance to play and experience them was well into college, and he... didn't care at that point. He was far more invested in things like Old English Poetry and going clubbing and crying about boys.
That said, Starlitlover is curious and bright eyed, seeking out these unusual creatures to find out what he can. The idea of researching and catalouging is endearing, rather than tedious, which is only hampered by the fact that he's also something of a coward, and would run from most battles and not take them head on if he could help it.
So- why is he even here, playing something like this? Well, it's right on the box, isn't it?
This is a game where destinies are made- Where, perhaps, true love can be found. And, just maybe, it can follow him into the real world, too. | FACE CLAIMS Munakata Souta from Suzume no Tojimari by 16草太 Oberon from Fate/Grand Order by iraLION
| OOC NAME spibe
| STARTER PKMN Do you want to receive your starter in-character at the Starter Lab?
- YES, I CHOOSE Mudkip ! START ME A THREAD!
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