[A - AUDIO / VIDEO] Jeez, how does this... This is definitely not ECHO tech. Is this even --
[The previously black screen flickers to life on the face of one very confused looking homeless man. At least, his scraggly beard and shredded clothes give that impression.]
Oh, okay.
So... Hopefully this is transmitting. If not, well... Hi, nobody!
[He sighs through a sardonic smile and runs a hand down his face.]
Yeah, so, couple things: I think somebody got me confused with someone else. I have somebody's stuff, and there's... a... two-legged blue dog following me. I mean, it's friendlier and a lot less ugly than a skag, but... Please, whoever you are, come get your backpack and your weird dog. I'm sure it misses you.
And while you're at it, maybe tell me where exactly "Johto" is relative to the Eridium Blight so I can get home.
[B - ACTION]
[This is the third or fourth time the tiny bear of a man has walked up and down this New Bark Town street, switching off between scratching his head at the map on his PokeGear and stopping passers-by to figure out where he is, whose stuff he has, and what exactly is going on. He only decides on a small break after drilling fifty people who can't help him and probably think he's a little bit more than directionally lost.
A lone bench is as good a place as any for him to plop down, set aside the backpack he got saddled with, and attempt to resume scouring his map for any clues on how to get home.
It's a bit hard, however, to ignore an intent stare from the Riolu standing just over the top of his screen. Vaughn blinks back at the bipedal creature that won't go away for a few seconds, decides he's been on this planet for too long, and begins to question whether he's finally making the subconscious transition to run-of-the-mill Psycho.]
I knew I shouldn't have let Yvette convince me to drink Pandoran toilet wine.
Vaughn | Borderlands | OTA
Jeez, how does this... This is definitely not ECHO tech. Is this even --
[The previously black screen flickers to life on the face of one very confused looking homeless man. At least, his scraggly beard and shredded clothes give that impression.]
Oh, okay.
So... Hopefully this is transmitting. If not, well... Hi, nobody!
[He sighs through a sardonic smile and runs a hand down his face.]
Yeah, so, couple things: I think somebody got me confused with someone else. I have somebody's stuff, and there's... a... two-legged blue dog following me. I mean, it's friendlier and a lot less ugly than a skag, but... Please, whoever you are, come get your backpack and your weird dog. I'm sure it misses you.
And while you're at it, maybe tell me where exactly "Johto" is relative to the Eridium Blight so I can get home.
[B - ACTION]
[This is the third or fourth time the tiny bear of a man has walked up and down this New Bark Town street, switching off between scratching his head at the map on his PokeGear and stopping passers-by to figure out where he is, whose stuff he has, and what exactly is going on. He only decides on a small break after drilling fifty people who can't help him and probably think he's a little bit more than directionally lost.
A lone bench is as good a place as any for him to plop down, set aside the backpack he got saddled with, and attempt to resume scouring his map for any clues on how to get home.
It's a bit hard, however, to ignore an intent stare from the Riolu standing just over the top of his screen. Vaughn blinks back at the bipedal creature that won't go away for a few seconds, decides he's been on this planet for too long, and begins to question whether he's finally making the subconscious transition to run-of-the-mill Psycho.]
I knew I shouldn't have let Yvette convince me to drink Pandoran toilet wine.