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Norman Jayden ([personal profile] triptoprofiling) wrote2013-09-15 06:41 pm

002 {ver. 2.0} → {action/audio} Goldenrod City

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[What happens when you take a grown man with a shopping list to a department store? Well nothing as a matter of fact. Quite the dilemma if you tell Norman. You can't get anymore more mundane than searching for a pair of socks and other house-ly supplies on a Sunday. He could have gone a day or two without 'em that but he needs to be outside. Stretch his legs. Do something. Everything about him reads unusually casual: grey polo shirt and a pair of khakis. He's hardly ever worn shit like this.

Things feel as if they are going in an oh-so fast manner as he saunters down the walkway. His eyes catch on all of the different chotchkies on display inside each store. Not sure how he exactly he made it over to the front window with the TMs on display. One of which catches his eye:

TM 22: Solar Beam

Norman finds his hand already pressed up against the window.]


...That's just ridiculous. You're kidding, right?

[His Watchog who has been following this whole time intrusively sticks his small, furry head right in front of Norman's line of view.]

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--t can't always be like this, can it? I can't put my finger on it.

...Maybe. Maybe I miss it. Just can't stop thinking about it. This is what I was working for, right? No matter where you look there was always somethin'. Now? Now I don't know what I'm doing anymore.

[A small breath can be heard.]

Turn off the Gear, Alvin. I can see you.
solas_ion: (quiet voice)

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[personal profile] solas_ion 2013-09-16 04:53 am (UTC)(link)
Havin' some kinda problem?

[You want to talk about clothing taste? Lancer's is legendarily horrible. Following at his side is a Houndoom that tilts her head curiously at Norman, seemingly wondering why her trainer stopped to ask what this odd individual's deal was.]

You're lookin' pretty damn conflicted there.
solas_ion: (wandering shadow)

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[personal profile] solas_ion 2013-09-18 12:35 am (UTC)(link)
[i have many things to be sorry for regarding lancer. fashion sense is the top of the list.]

[really. leather pants?]


I'm gonna level with you, I stopped asking too many questions about it as soon as I realized there were fire-breathing dogs. Doesn't help to think too hard about the logic of it, y'know?
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[personal profile] solas_ion 2013-09-18 02:03 am (UTC)(link)


I ain't a physics expert to say the least, but this is much weirder than magic, trust me. Most of that's got pretty much nothing on these guys, going off of just how widespread and commonplace they are. Never mind all the other crazy shit about 'em.
Edited 2013-09-18 02:03 (UTC)
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[personal profile] solas_ion 2013-09-18 06:05 am (UTC)(link)


Try bein' here for three and still not knowing shit. Like I said, I try not to ask too many questions and just go with whatever happens.

[Shrug. This is the face of a man that just does not give a fuck.]
solas_ion: (alas o golden brooch; o ferdiad)

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[personal profile] solas_ion 2013-09-24 09:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Comin' up on three, I'm pretty sure. Give or take a couple months.

[Oddly, Lancer did not seem remotely conflicted or even concerned about that. What a weird guy.]
solas_ion: (premonition of a storm)

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[personal profile] solas_ion 2013-09-24 10:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah, I remember you. Name's Lancer, but 'that one guy with the flaming horses' ain't a bad name either.
solas_ion: (wandering shadow)

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[personal profile] solas_ion 2013-09-27 12:03 pm (UTC)(link)
...Hell of a look he's got on his face, isn't it? [dem bug eyes, man...]

This here's Olldóiteán. [He gestured to the Houndoom sitting next to him and wagging her tail.] Helluva good friend and spits fire all over the place.
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[personal profile] solas_ion 2013-09-27 11:12 pm (UTC)(link)


Ol-doh-chean. [Siiigh.] Man. Nobody ever knows how basic Irish works these days.

[that's because the language is goddamn insane, lancer.]

Oh, well. Gotta say these guys are damn good bodyguards. Not that I really need it, myself.
solas_ion: (quiet voice)

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[personal profile] solas_ion 2013-10-04 07:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[Lancer rolled his eyes at the insistence, but said nothing more on the matter. Nobody spoke the damn language around here, anyway.]

You say that now, but wait until some more soul-sucking bugs or freaky skeletal shit show up.
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[personal profile] neededlassie 2013-09-18 05:18 am (UTC)(link)
[Remember who's been working at the department store again for about the last week or so, Norman? Well, you just happened to show up as he was using his cuteness to hawk free samples outside the department store. He's got his little apron on and everything, and he lights up when he sees his traveling partner.]

Norman! Alvin!
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[personal profile] neededlassie 2013-09-30 06:05 am (UTC)(link)
[Norman, he's not even 12 yet.

But being the target demographic for this world, the people who run this place are perfectly willing to give him a job as a perfect little salesman - provided he doesn't work more than two hours a day.]


Yeah! I'm almost done. Were you looking at the TMs because you wanted to get a present for Alvin?
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[personal profile] neededlassie 2013-10-14 06:13 am (UTC)(link)
[Awww, Alvin. Shaun makes note of that for later - maybe for Christmas, little guy.]

It can be if you pick the right one! Like Normal-types are weak to Fighting moves, so a really tough fighting move could make it a lot easier.
lieutenantantichrist: (how my hair look)

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[personal profile] lieutenantantichrist 2013-09-20 12:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[Something about the pushy asshole's voice sounding lost and unsure needles Blake. Naturally the thing to do is antagonize him.]

What's the matter, Norman? Having a midlife crisis?
lieutenantantichrist: (they will view you as conflicted)

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[personal profile] lieutenantantichrist 2013-09-24 09:58 pm (UTC)(link)
[Blake can hear that face.]

Nope, too late. Out with it.

[Not that he's been feeling similar lately or anything.]
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[personal profile] lieutenantantichrist 2013-09-25 07:55 am (UTC)(link)
[What did you expect him to do, be tactful and considerate?]

[Like right now, he's going to snap back something bitter and sarcastic.]


Yeah. I used to think I'll wake up tomorrow and I'll be back in the real world every day. Now I keep forgetting.

Guess it's about time to face up to it and start making plans.

[At least, that was the plan.]

This place could use a competent police force.
lieutenantantichrist: (happy now bitch?)

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[personal profile] lieutenantantichrist 2013-09-27 09:22 am (UTC)(link)
[Blake growls] Yeah, asshole, I'm a fuckin' policeman, remember?

[You don't have to sound that shocked.]

Doing something useful is part of what I miss about home. Some lady Mi Casa is already on board.

[It was actually her idea, but Jayden doesn't need to know that.]
lieutenantantichrist: (how my hair look)

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[personal profile] lieutenantantichrist 2013-09-28 03:48 am (UTC)(link)
[It's not right to go for so long without getting your hands dirty. Blake hasn't beat up a punk in ages.]

[It's a job that somebody has to do, that was always his philosophy. It makes him itch to think that here it's not getting done. If things look nice, that doesn't mean nothing nasty is going down; it means nobody's digging deep enough to find it.]

[no, no, you idiot, that's all wrong. Blake'll show you how it's done.]
No, Mee-kassa.

[He makes a derisive tch.] Can you think of anything better to do?

The cops around here are a damn joke. Somebody has to step up.
lieutenantantichrist: (what the fuck did I do?)

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[personal profile] lieutenantantichrist 2013-10-03 10:51 am (UTC)(link)
Don't give me that shit, I've been in this business since you were watching cartoons in footie pajamas--

Wait. [His voice is wary. He's not sure how to take that.] What do you mean, we?