[Video]

Jul. 1st, 2013 07:53 pm
whateveryoueatliveitspart: (smile)
[The video comes on to show an adult Vespiquen and Combee, along with 54 baby Combee, slowly flying over the surface of the Lake of Rage. Now and then one falters in the air, but quickly recovers and returns to its position in the flight. Fearow and Archeops (who has been thoroughly instructed that she's not allowed to attack any of the baby Combee) are escorting the swarm on the sides, wings spread to glide and only occasionally flapping in slow, graceful arcs. Apollo's following behind on the shoulder of his Golurk, as evidenced by the sound of thrusters in the background. The sun has begun to set, casting a golden red light over the scene and reflecting off of the lake's surface. Several Magikarp poke their heads out of the water briefly to watch the swarm fly overhead, and several Gyrados surface to watch as well, the roar of one off-screen echoing across the lake. Just before the feed ends, a Milotic leaps out of the water, sending droplets flying to catch the light and glitter, forming a faint rainbow in the air for an instant.

Apollo remains silent. He has nothing to add to this scene.]

[Video]

Oct. 29th, 2012 12:28 pm
whateveryoueatliveitspart: (surprised)
[Apollo's plan for this post was to mention that he'd gotten the Mineral and Storm Badges and was finally able to use Fly now that the fog was gone, but more importantly to talk about the whole Yamask possession thing where he became a teenage punk for two days.

But as the feed comes on to show his face and he's about to speak, his eyes glance down and his jaw starts to drop. The hand holding the PokéGear drops and dangles, the camera showing a brief glimpse of the Fearow he's riding before it comes to rest on what Apollo is seeing.

Johto.

Beams of sunlight shine through the cloud cover and reflect off of the sea between Cianwood and the mainland as a pod of Wailord surface and spout water from their blowholes. A wind blows lines across the long grasses of Route 39. Flocks of bird Pokémon fly through the air, so far away that it's impossible to tell what kind they are. Far in the distance the snow-capped peak of Mt. Silver can be seen, with Mt. Mortar dwarfed by comparison. Ilex Forest is a tiny patch of reds and oranges at this height, and the shining skyscrapers of Goldenrod City look like models, even the Radio Tower appearing small. And, so far away that it's hard to see, is New Bark Town.

Apollo's awed voice can faintly be heard in the background, though it's easy to miss.]

All that time I spent walking... it was all this small? ...But it keeps going...

[He finally understands what the map is actually trying to show, and with that comes a thought.]

Is Grandpa's forest this small too?

...

I never knew the world.


[Responses will be ICly delayed by an hour or two while Apollo recovers from being shown how limited his worldview was.]