HMD

Jan. 2nd, 2032 03:00 pm
moveslikestrider: (I put on a show.)
Here's the ever popular HMD post. Please be advised I keep one for the express purpose of improving. Flames will not be tolerated, and I reserve the right to defend my characterization of Dave. I ask in return you respect my replies as I will answer you with as little bias as possible and respect you came to me.

But, please cite threads and logs for examples of what's wrong and reference canon pages to back your crit. This is also a plotting post to contact me when there's no other way to get a hold of me. I'm up for most plots if they're explained to me.

- Ip logging off
- Screening on
- Anon on


Note: This for writing for entertainment and non-profit. Nothing else.
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Dave: Get your damn gear.
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[The first thing anyone sees is a shaky camera and bare legs. Jade is quick to adjust her gear though. She yawns and wriggles her fingers in a sleepy manner. It honestly looks like she just got up. Her hair is all over the place and sticking in every which way and she's got a super frumpled shirt and shorts on. The shirt on her looks like it's a little too big for her, as she has to continuously pull it back up. That suspiciously looks like a broken record symbol on the shirt and Jade doesn't wear a lot of clothes that has red on it.] I'm awake! I mean, we're awake. Ehehehe...we being Dave and I.

[She tucks her knees under her chin.] I'm so soooorry if we worried anyone. We both fell asleep for a really long time, but we're completely fine!

Fine she says, right and this present need to chow down on everything in sight is absolutely cool. I could put an all you can eat buffet out of business in half an hour or less. [Just in the view of the gear is one Dave Strider, his hair looking more bird like that usual and sans his shirt. He doesn't even look bothered as he reaches over pointing the gear about to show off the plain walls and typical decor of a Pokemon Center.]

Anyway what she said. We both took dirt naps for a long ass time before we found ourselves tucked up all prim and proper here.

Dave stop complaining! I'm hungry too. Like, I could eat soooooooo many steaks right now. So many. That's a lot of steaks. [She huffs a bit, but she smiles again.] It was really nice of them to bring us to the Pokemon Center though. It's really weird to think that three years ago, I used to wake up in all sorts of places. Not that I'd really want to do that again! Waking up in the Pokemon Center is a lot better than waking up covered in dirt, leaves and bugs. Even if I like all those things.

If you're hankering for steak you realize we can just waltz right on out and go get it. It's not like we have to wait or anything. We'd pick the place and order, over and done with. Just pull right up to steak city and cash in our membership right at the city edge. I don't care what we eat so long as we get something before my stomach starts eating itself in a fit of feed me right now you big chump.

[Stop complaining? Nah. He rakes his hands through his hair to try and fix it as he gathers up their stuff to haul out.] Seriously do you want meat that much?

Oh right. [He looks directly into the screen, leaning on Jade's shoulder so he can get a better look.] Anything happen while we were checked out sawing logs in coma town? You can tell us. You don't have to hide you had some grand old time or something. If nothing happened, ok.

Is there a problem that I want meat? Meat is just really good... [She just really likes meat. :( And if they're gonna go out, he has to help her with her hair. This is a beast that she cannot tame on her own.]

Uhm, yes! Please tell us if we missed anything important. Even if we did not miss anything important, it's always nice to catch up on what was missed.

We are definitely safe though and I hope no one worried about us too much.
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First things first, what asshole thought, 'hm I don't think making turkeys are confusing enough. I'm going to put a BAG on it like I'm covering up a grisly murder scene'. I'm dying to know what went through their head. They went as far as to label the bag 'fool proof'.

[The blond teenager talking makes finger quotes with his fingers as he continues on.]

I think they should have named it, 'screwing with you'. That stupid thing does nothing and apparently you're supposed to slit it up the sides anyway?? How is that a bag?? That's a cover not a plastic all encompassing container for your meat.

And those instructions.

[He jabs a finger at the screen this time and his aviator shades fall down his nose. He pushes them up and yes, yes he's not done.]
He goes on )
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[In the Game Corner at one of the tables a Dave in a black pants suit peels the wrapper off of a candy cane and peers at the spread on the table.]

I'm telling you, that asshole over there is cheating. It's all over his face, look at him.

[The person being pointed at cracks open a bottle of apple juice and takes a swig. Unlike the other Dave he's a little older with a shade monocle. His clothes aren't so fancy, just a plain shirt and jeans assemble as he fiddles with the stack of Doritos to his left.]

Look you just want to see me lose all of my hard earned chips. What's the world coming to these days that some wet behind the ears little snob can jeopardize a good game.

[A third Dave is the one people are used to seeing around. He waves a chip at the other two.] This is exactly what I've been saying but you weren't listening to me.

See. I warned you bro.

But do you listen? Nooooo.

[A fourth Dave, dressed in his red God-Tier pyjamas and with a Drifloon hat sat upon his head, fiddles with the stack of chips beside him to line them up perfectly before shifting his candy cane in his mouth to speak.]

Holy shit. I can’t believe this is even happening. Why is this happening.

[He reaches out to pick up a couple of his chips, tossing them into the center and looking at the first two Daves.]

How about instead of arguing you take these final moments to kiss your chips goodbye. Tell them you love them and give them a fond farewell before I rake them in.

I'm not giving them a weeping send off because I'll be opening my arms to the wide world of your precious cheesy friends.
[The third Dave responds as he leans back to study the cards going down on the table. He checks his cards and nods to the monocle wearing Dave. He's slid over a card as he discards one.] This is happening because every time the world goes wacko other versions of us show up. I'm just keeping you all in one place.

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[A kid with rad shades on adjusts the feed, and if you look closely you can see his left eyebrow is twitching a little.]

Okay, so. After that, [A pause as he looks off screen, away from the end of cycling road that stretches upwards behind him.] report.

[Twitching in that eyebrow just gets worse. It has nearly reached out of control levels. Dave mutters a few swear words and steps out of the frame after kicking the stand on his bike down so it stays in place. He appears a moment later.]

Anyway. Getting to the point of all this. First off, newcomers, yo. Yes this is a real place and if you got questions, just ask'em.

[He holds up a hand and a large Salamence with pointy shades lands quietly at his side.]

To anyone around longer than a week. There was a survey going round before about gathering up who has rolled through here and what worlds have the most representation. We were looking for patterns or something like that. Couldn't find the results, for those of you I talked to. I figure we might as well do another one.

I'll even forgo my red text and do this properly. Because it isn't a joke, it's a fact finding tour of the gear network.

[It switches to text from here.]
Proper survey )
moveslikestrider: (This is the beginning of the end.)
[There's flickers of red light in all of the cities and on the routes. If you're near enough you might hear the heavy toll of a grandfather clock. Mostly you notice there's more blond haired, red shirt wearing, shade sporting Dave Strider around. Everywhere you go there's another one, working some deal or gathering some sweet loot.

The flare of crimson radiance follows them like the lingering trails of smoke after a fire. They give a cool nod if you greet one, or a thumbs up if you wave. But one stands out from the rest, he's wearing a plain shirt 'this is what makes me [HOT] with the word replaced by rapidash' and jeans. Every now and then another Dave tosses him something and he catches it. He's holding a strange egg in his hands and eyeing it warily.

Or you can find him later, teaching the woobat population of Mt Moon to hug random innocent people's faces. It had to be done.]
moveslikestrider: (We will be victorious.)
[The gear clicks on to show someone’s shoes at first. They’re black with steel over the front and one of them taps in a slow rhythm.]

-I’d have been cool with like white, or blue, or some funky color that had to do with the rainbow but attacking my head with neon? Really??

[The view swings up to the familiar rounded shades and flat expression of one Dave Strider. There’s just one noteable difference. His hair is neon pink. There is blaring and then there’s eye searing and from the way he huffs and offers the gear to someone else, he’s not impressed. He will get you back for this.]

[The new face on the screen doesn’t seem any more excited about this, neon green hair falling into her eyes and framing her face. Rose wears an equally flat expression and her eyes glance sideways at her brother.]

Pink isn’t that bad. I mean, compare it to this green? I don’t even have anything that matches this. I’m going to be a walking color clash until I manage to purchase some new clothes. Pink goes well with red though, so I don’t see what you’re complaining about.

Except that I do. I can’t believe this.


[She knows exactly who is responsible. After all, who else could it possibly be? Who was close enough to the two of them to manage to prank them both on the same day? Who would even dare to prank the Strilondes like this other than John?

No one, that’s right.

Rose sets the gear back, so that both siblings can be admired in all of their neon glory.]

[Dave sighs and cards a hand through his hair but, that foot hasn’t stopped tapping. Oh he knows exactly who is responsible. There will be prank war over this. Suddenly, his whole demeanor shifts and he smirks. He covers the gear, but you hear one last thing from him.]

-idea about this.

[Video]

Jan. 14th, 2013 07:45 pm
moveslikestrider: (You wanted control.)
[You know what happens when you give two curious teenagers time to formulate an idea? Trouble.

Lots of it. The video shows Ilex Forest and the back of one Dave Strider as he whistles sharply to the Cranidos beside him. He's not alone there's a Jane Crocker to his left with another Cranidos. There's a thud as their pokemon hit the trees with their heads. At first nothing happens then an angry looking pineco drops out onto the grass.

Dave blinks.]
What the tap dancing christ?

Oh! It's a Pokemon we haven't seen before! Let's see.. [She's fishing out her gear while approaching the Pineco, as it's actually really difficult to tell if it's expression is angry or not; it always looks a bit mad, especially compared to the dex image. The sudden glowing is a concern though, that has Jane taking a step back.] What in the --

[Boom. It knocks both of them back, sending Dave butt over heels to slam his back into the grass. The explosion shakes the trees and a ring of Pineco hit the ground. All at once they start to glow and he surges up covering the pokemon and Jane with a curse before the screen goes white.]
moveslikestrider: (Rise up and take the power back.)
[Everyone is greeted by the sound of hoofbeats today, clippity clop before things cut to video as Dave and Lady B his Rapidash exit Whitney's gym. You can distantly hear Whitney claiming it was all unfair as Nakadile walks out with him. Dave and croc fist bump and he keeps walking.]

So that's two down for this region. Probably going to gear up for the next stuff after this. But first, judging from the network mystery eggs we found at christmas are all weird.

[He directs the camera to his Zorua that's black and blue. The mischievous thing is bounding from spot to spot, hopping up on bigger things with one goal in mind.

Seconds later this goal becomes real as Dave holds his arms out and gets a bundle of fuzz in it.]
Haven't ever heard of this before so, give some deets on this.

[He pauses to lightly noggie his new bro before continuing.] And what exactly is all the dragons and where. I'm on a mission.
moveslikestrider: (and put on a show.)
[Guess what got returned to one Dave Strider? It wasn't snacks that's for sure. He's back in his Godtier red and loving it. Though how he managed to end up on Lady B's back and why she's fine with it. He has no idea.

He's a knight and he's on a damn horse.]


Ok. Who did what. I have to know. There's no way this isn't the product of someone's twisted mind. Or maybe I'm dreaming in which case, fucking bravo this is the best and weirdest dream I've ever had.

[Clippity clop, goes his Rapiddash as he leans forward to talk to her.]

If you find me a spot to slip off I'll do it. My fat ass is probably not what you wanted to cart around. I got my shit back so I can time warp all over.

[Video] 02

Nov. 8th, 2012 01:24 am
moveslikestrider: (This is how I roll.)
[First thing you see? A Duskull is peering into the pokegear. It's red eyes bore into the screen before someone speaks up.]

Hey Slim Shady! Didn't I tell you to stop staring at that? It's like you don't even listen anymore. I'm the dad in this situation and I keep telling you to go the fuck to bed.

[The ghost drifts away from the screen and gives good view of the approaching Dave Strider apple in hand. His hair is an artful mess that really needs cut before it gets any worse. Pacing along beside him is Lady B who is now a Rapiddash. He looks to the flaming horse and sighs.]

Can't take him anywhere I swear. It's like he's looking around for dinner. [Slim Shady the Duskull drifts over to Dave who sets his hands on his hips, opens his mouth and manages to get out 'you fed an hour ago- before he's bowled over by a Krookodile. The apple goes flying.]

Nak nak nak nak nak!

Hey!

[Nakadile gets the apple, and cuts it in half, sharing it with Lady B. The feed is cut by Dratini.]
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Sup. Here's where you can tell me not to use Dave's typing quirk on you. I'm not going to be surprised or alarmed or even offended by it. Some people like it and some don't. If you want Dave not tagging you at all, just tell me and I'll respect your wishes.

Please reserve all crit for the HMD above this one. Thank you for your time and the effort of letting me know.

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