1st Reign - Video/Action in Goldenrod Hideout

[chaoswut]

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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[art-of-fabulous.livejournal.com]

... [Oh yeah. That's him. That's Discord. Rarity narrows her eyes at him.

Had she not known that this world didn't allow the use of magic, she might have assumed her and Applejack's argument caused him to emerge. However, since this world would never allow magic--especially magic as powerful as Discord's, he shouldn't even know about the argument at all.

That and she's not about to doubt the magic of the elements of harmony... Surely they weren't so feeble that a small argument could break the spell.

She can only hope...]

Not that it's any of your business, but I am just fine. [Her tone harsh edge to it.]

And how are you, Discord? It certainly as been... a while. [Translation: You just couldn't stay put as a stone statue, could you?]

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[chaoswut.livejournal.com]

{Bickering ponies freeing Discord from imprisonment? Pfft, like that could happen. :D}

He sits, stroking an obviously disgruntled Absol absentmindedly and playing with his goatee. Judging from the look on "Dissent"'s face, he's only here upon direct request from its master, who will likely be getting his what-for's later. When Discord speaks, it's still more of a purr, though one might get the mental image of a snake slithering in the grass from the tone.

"Why, I do believe it has! And I am simply divine, thanks for asking! It certainly is a comfort to know that the Rarity, queen of the cloth, worries about my well-being! I may very well die of delight! <3 And tell me, how are the rest of the gang doing? That loveable little Twilight is around somewhere, I hear...."

[Yes, he gets the tone, and yes, he's enjoying it like a fine wine.]