thinkimsuperman: (emo)
[the 'gear is currently in motion, being carried around by Kal-El who's scrambling around on the floor playing with it. Now and then glimpses of Douglas can be seen sitting on the bed of his room in the inn with his head in his hands. He's breathing heavily, and it's pretty obvious that he's been chasing the Pokemon around trying to get the 'gear from him, though to no avail]

Just feel free to ignore it. He's bein' a pain in the ass again.

[someone clearly can't control his Pokemon. Still. Go figure]
thinkimsuperman: (srs business)
[Douglas is just sort of sitting around at the bar in the inn, and he's got the 'gear propped up on his bag, which is still filled mostly just with the basics and the things Heather sent him. He's pretty much moved permanently into a room in the inn at this point. Sheldon and Kal-El are fighting over some berries and come pretty near to knocking the 'gear over several times, so it's a while before Douglas can actually pay any attention to the feed he's sending out]

It's been a while since I've done this, hasn't it? Feels like it's been a while, anyway. This time I've actually got a point, though. I've been doin' some odd detective work for people around town lately, and it's got me thinkin'. I know there might not be much demand for this sort of thing, but if anybody needs to hire a private detective, you can contact me anytime. Figured it might do some good to advertise.

[then Kal-El knocks the 'gear over and Douglas sends him a scowl and holds it in his hands rather than risking it getting knocked over again]

I don't charge much. Really just got my room and food expenses to cover, so I'll do whatever you need for pretty cheap. Just send me some details if you have something you want me to work on.Got about twenty years of experience, and there's not a lot I can't handle, I like to think.
thinkimsuperman: (happy)
[Douglas is sitting at the counter at the restaurant of an inn in Goldenrod, and he's beaming. An opened package sits in on the table in front of him. Sheldon and the new Magmar, Kal-El, are sort of seizing each other up and the diner's owner doesn't look entirely pleased that the Pokemon are on the counter, but Douglas isn't paying attention]

I got your present, Heather. Thanks a lot, kiddo. I'm wearin' the boots and the gloves. And this guy, Kal-El... he actually doesn't seem to hate me too much.

[he grins, looking amused]

You should be gettin' your gift pretty soon, too. I sent it out on Monday and I'm only a couple'a cities away. Tell me when ya get it, okay?

And look, I'm inside. Not travelin' until the snow settles down, just so you don't worry. It's supposed to be nice out on Christmas, so maybe I'll try to come and see ya then.
thinkimsuperman: (emo)
[Douglas is sitting on the front steps of the Goldenrod Gym. Sheldon is beside him, currently pigging out on berries from the basket he's been collecting them in]

So I uh... apparently lost my first battle. [there's a chuckle]

Anybody got any tips so I could do better next time? [he shrugs] Or maybe I'm just not cut out for this kinda thing? I dunno.

And Heather, I'm a city now. So you can stop worryin' so much. I'll be fine. [he smiles]

((OOC: as usual, you can add and create your own character tags or add something derpy for kicks))
thinkimsuperman: (srs business)
((OOC: you know the drill; add/remove tags and create new/delete tags is set to all users. Feel free to add your own character tags after you tag or just add something derpy for kicks. Also, I know he's actually been in Johto for about a month so I have no idea what he was doing in New Bark all that time before he left...))



[Douglas is wandering toward Azalea currently, having just recently gotten through Union cave, and he's about halfway there. He's been traveling for almost twenty-two days, and he looks like it. He's long since finished the lunch Mom packed him and he's got the basket it was in about half filled with berries at this point. There's sweat beading on his brow despite the cool weather and he's trekking along as steadfastly as possible. His shuckle, Sheldon, is currently completely inside his shell and he's nestled among the berries in the basket, asleep or just being antisocial]

So anyway... I think I might have a problem. See... this little guy doesn't like me at all. I named him Sheldon. Figured if he had a name, he might bond with me better. But I can't get him to come outta his shell.

Anybody know what to do about this kinda thing? Does it happen a lot? And I know this might sound kinda weird, but can these things... ya know... talk?
thinkimsuperman: (srs business)
((OOC: oh my god, you guys, what am I even doing? Late intro is so late because of NaNoWriMo and I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT I'M DOING, besides. Enjoy :'D Sorry if I derp this up like the derp I am. Also, feel free to add your own character tags. Tag add new/delete and add/remove to entry is set to any user because I am too trusting))

[the feed shows Douglas Cartland blinking in the middle of a random field in the sunlight, shielding his eyes from the sun. He's got his 'gear in one hand and his Shuckle in the other and he's staring hard into the screen]

How the heck do I... how am I supposed to work this thing? Is it like a phone? One of those new video phone things or...

[pause]

Oh, it's recordin'. Okay. Well uh... not sure if anybody can hear this but I'd really like to know where I am. Some woman gave me lunch and shoved me outside when I woke up this morning, but that's not really important. What I really wanna know is where I woke up.

Hello? Anybody listenin'?

[he frowns]

There's no way this is Maine.

[he resists the urge to say "I have a feeling I'm not in Kansas anymore", because this isn't the time at all]

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