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Silas ([personal profile] gilbo) wrote in [personal profile] these_balls 2015-04-22 11:25 pm (UTC)

Samples
First Person Sample:
[The screen pops up and there's a finger poking the lens followed by a fluffy, cloud-like wing doing the same.]

Is this thing on? I don't think we're on the Dex again... This looks like a TV or something.

[The screen is moved around sporadically, showing glimpses of a blue bird and a young, blonde haired boy. When it stops, the boy is on the screen again.]

What do you think about it, Sky?

Blu?

Yeah... I don't think it's a TV either.

[Clearly the boy looks confused. His little Swablu, perched on his shoulder, also looks confused. She tries to solve their confusion and jumps onto the Gear, knocking it and herself down down to the ground. All that's left to see is her wings wiping at the screen and the boy in the background intermittently at times as she does.]

S-Sky! Don't break it!


Third Person Sample:
Roxas had no idea what was going on. This wasn't the basement of the mansion in Twilight Town. And this definitely wasn't Twilight Town. The lady who called herself his mom shoved him out of the house before he could ask her any questions after almost hitting him with the backpack as she tried to hand it to him. He probably shouldn't have flinched. He saw an old man in the middle of the town and decided that this man might know what's going on!

This wasn't a very good idea either. Roxas was irritated now, glaring at the small red and white ball in his hand. The old man had gone on and on about the world of Pokémon without telling him much else. After a while he sighed and threw the ball to the ground. “I doubt there's anything in this thing.” He turned to walk off when a sudden chirping noise stopped him. It sounded like a bird.

Quite frankly, he had no idea what kind of bird this was. It was blue, looked like a tiny cloud. It also looked very happy to see Roxas. It didn't take him long at all to bond with the bird, though it did keep trying to clean him. The way out of town was obvious enough, and the old man had mentioned something about how he had to travel.

This was a few days ago.

Roxas makes a rather irritated noise that was between a growl and a huff. His Swablu, Sky, tries to mimic the noise her trainer makes without much success. “I can't believe we're lost!” he yells at the trees. They were the current source of his irritation. His hand was scratched up from where he had hit a tree already out of anger. Sky had panicked then and fussed over him for almost an hour. She had also tried to attack the same tree that he had to show her displeasure.

He goes about being angry for a while long before the exertion makes him sit on the ground. He's clearly worn out now, his face a sullen mask. “Sky... what if we never get out of this place?” Sky hops into her trainers arms, letting him hug her close and hide his face in her feathers. She coos very softly and nuzzles him gently. She doesn't like seeing her human sad. When Roxas raises his head again, he had a small smile on his face. “Sorry...” He pets his little pal before standing with her in his arms.

“We should probably keep going. I don't know where we're gonna sleep tonight.” Sky chirps and flaps her wings as if to encourage Roxas. He smiles more and nods. “Right! We can make it! But you know when we get attacked again, you're the one who has to fight. I'm not going to get scratched up by another weird cat!”

Sky just stares at him before ruffling her feathers in complaint. She thought her trainer did just fine defending himself. After a while he sighs and pats her on the head. “Fine. No more cats.”

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