chaoswut | 1st Reign - Video/Action in Goldenrod Hideout

The feed opens up on a slightly jaundiced eye, wild and a little bloodshot. It twitches unnaturally, then squints in glee as the hand holding the Pokègear pulls away, revealing a maturely handsome man in a newly acquired Rocket outfit, stroking his goatee thoughtfully. He poses for the camera, admiring his image in the eye's reflection.

"My, don't you look absolutely riveting, sir. Black suits you… Though that's more than I can say for this place..."

Discord glances around, eyes swiveling around appraisingly, as if selecting which things to keep and which to spruce up a bit. It’s clear that it’s largely disposed to the latter; the room behind him is a depressingly grey little hole, and it is clear that despite the man's seemingly constant gleeful grin that Discord is more than slightly perturbed by things. He glances below-camera, eyes scanning quickly.

"Pokègear...yadda yadda connections....something something make friends, oh please, why do something so positively droll...pah!" A small booklet goes flying past the camera, shedding pages like new snow, one of which lands on his nose. Raised eyebrow and licked lips; within seconds he is chewing thoughtfully.

"Hm. Even paper tastes differently here...How delightfully…tasteless. It's no cotton candy, but it will do. Oh fine, what do <i>you</i> want?”

“Sol.”

The camera spins on a quietly sitting Absol, wearing the closest ‘Orly’ expression that a Pokèmon is likely to achieve. It has a slim black bandanna around its head emblazoned with a violently red ‘R’. A scoff from off camera, followed by a flying paper ball (which the Absol naturally dodges).

“Oh like you haven’t.”

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Well, I'll just have to figure out who those leaders are, won't I. At least I know of one of the lower leaders, now...

He grins in only the way that dragons do. Only not, because he isn't a dragon anymore. Sucks, that. But for now, he feigns a certain glum resignation, though he doesn't bother at hiding the glee he feels at being unleashed upon the world again.

"Oh, how boring. The bosses get all the fun little toys, and we get left with the scraps. Very well, I'm prepared to face my fate. In the meantime...there's havoc to be wreaked and misery to sow!"

[OOC: I don't suppose that would be influenced by the fact that he -is- a higher-up now, eh. XD And I suppose I'll be exploring the Route just as Discord is. Thanks anyway!]

Exactly! Ssso get out there and do it! Or do I need to explain anything else?

{OOC: He's only one step ahead of a Grunt. He just acts like he's higher up.}

{OOC: I see! Well, I don't believe it would matter to Discord either way. XD}

"One more thing, mon general, if you please! This....two weeks training for new recruits posh. Serious business, that. Though, wouldn't hands-on training be more useful? Why not stir things up and forgo this nonsense entirely? Why not have enterprising young...things...venture forth and explore!" [Translation: Who stays inside and studies! I wanna go out and play!]

That's Commander! And I didn't come up with the training curriculum!

[In his opinion, a mix of proper instruction and hands on training would be best, but no one asked him.]

If you have any complaints, I'd sssuggest keeping them to yourself. The higher ups haven't reacted well to disssenting opinions in the past.

A gasp and a totally apologetic expression (for all intents and purposes, anyways). Discord opens his mouth, lips formed in a characteristic retort...before he thinks better of it.

Now now, play nice. Can't take over the world like that, can we. Now, easy...

"I do apologize...Commander." He gives his overly dramatic and clumsy salute again. "Thank you for the information, my dear SIR. Might we meet again in the field."

[He closes the feed with a flourish. Wait, it's rude to hang up on superiors? Lolwutoops.]