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Mar. 7th, 2015 12:31 pm
neededlassie: (What's the matter?)
How many people here are artists? Like the drawer kind specially but if you make other stuff that counts too.

If you draw what do you draw? Are you good at it?

I want to know how to get better at drawing.

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Jan. 19th, 2015 04:11 pm
neededlassie: (disbelief)
Hello! We have a question
about our Trainer. How do Trainers evolve?

We think our Trainer is evolving. Does it have something to do with Birthdays? He has a Birthday today,
he gave us all treats. It was
TastY
Go away Tuloose I am trying to type.

Please Respond.

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Oct. 8th, 2014 05:59 pm
neededlassie: (Wheeee!)
...Are you sure I don't look silly?

Are you kidding me? You look badass. C'mon, hurry up and turn the thing on.

Wait! What if... what if someone laughs at me? [Like a girl. Or worse, a cute girl.]

Then you tell 'em to go fuck themselves.

Okay... Okay, I'm ready, are you ready?

Yeah. Let's do this.

[The camera clicks on to the two boys. Shaun's trying to look confident (and only partly succeeding) sitting next to Yusuke, showing off his brown hair that's slicked back and poofed up into a perfect imitation of Yusuke's own trademark pompadour. He gives a cheeky grin and a wave.]

Hi!

[Yusuke grins and gives Shaun a hearty clap on the shoulder.]

Check 'im out, guys! He cleans up pretty well, doesn't he?

[Shaun's grin disappears with a squeak and he elbows Yusuke in the side.]

Yusuke!

[Yusuke grunts and spreads his hands.]

Hey, I'm just sayin', y'look good now that I fixed your hair. Maybe now people won't mistake your big-ass head for a mop.

[He emphasizes this with a light push to the side of Shaun's head.]

Yeah and then you're gonna mess it all up.

[Shaun touches the side of his head carefully, seeing if it's messed up after the indeterminate amount of time they'd spent with Yusuke fussing over it and combing it back.]

And my head's not big! Your head's big.
Oooh, nice comeback.

[Yusuke folds his arms and lifts his chin, looking smug.]

Anyway, you don't gotta worry about anything messin' up your hair. I greased it up so good, you could roll down a hill and not dent it.

[He shoots Shaun a sly sideways look.]

You wanna try?

[Shaun grins again.]

Wanna have a race to see who can mess theirs up the fastest?

[Yusuke smirks.]

Sure, but you better not cry when you lose.

Bring it, Yusuke!

[And then Shaun remembers that they're on camera still.]

...So, uh... I don't know what else to say. I guess, bye?

Yeah. Later.

[Yusuke reaches out to switch the 'Gear off. Then he pauses.]

... oh wait. One more thing––

[He glances at Shaun, then leans in conspiratorially towards the camera. He doesn't even try to keep his voice down.]

If any girls out there want Shaun to take 'em out on a date now that he knows what to do with his hair, speak up. He'll show you a great time.

[The grin on his face can only be described as "shit-eating".]

Yusuke!! [Except Shaun's embarrassed little boy voice cracks even more embarrassingly on the last syllable, making a dive for the Pokegear as Yusuke cackles and clicks the camera off.]

((If you want one or the other in particular, say so in the header! Otherwise, either Yusuke or Shaun will respond (probably Shaun, since it's his 'Gear).))
neededlassie: (disbelief)
[Remember a few months ago when Shaun ended up with a bunch of eggs?

Well now there's five more than there was last time.

And rather than mildly confused, Shaun looks pretty deadpan about it this time around.]


I've got some eggs again, if anybody wants one. There's three Poochyenas, a Houndour, four Lillipups, a...Charmander, I think, and then I think there's three Munnas and two Spoinks.

Oh, but I'm saving one of the Munnas for my friend because I promised him one. So there's two left.

[Private to Tobias]

Hey Tobias, I got a Munna egg for you, if you still want one.

((OOC: This is an IC post for the OOC egg post from a few days ago. There's still a few eggs left if anybody still wants one.))

Video

Jun. 15th, 2014 04:10 pm
neededlassie: (morose)
[It's raining. It's raining pretty hard, actually, and the boy huddled in front of the camera looks about soaked through to the bone, and positively miserable. At least he seems to have found a safe place to sit, his Watchhog huddled up under one arm and his Musharna sprawled across his lap asleep.

But that doesn't help the sleepless circles under his eyes or the limp, wet hair sticking to his forehead almost down into his eyes.]


Who do you miss most? From back home. Or what, I guess, if you miss something more than somebody.

[He sniffles miserably and swipes the sleeve of his jacket (now too short for his arms, leaving about three inches of wrist visible at the end of each sleeve) across his nose, his other hand running along the smooth fur of the Musharna in his lap.]

...I miss my mom and dad...

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May. 6th, 2014 02:35 pm
neededlassie: (unsure)
[It's been almost a year since the last time Shaun actually put a video out over the network. But he looks completely bewildered by something that he's holding.]

Did you know that, uh... Pokemon don't need a Breeder to be able to have eggs? This isn't gonna happen every night, is it? I mean, if they're in love it seems mean to tell them not to have babies, or to keep them away from each other.

I didn't know they like liked each other like that.

[Gonna swing the camera around to show what he means... There's three piles of eggs on the floor of his room, four of them half-buried in the shaggy fur of a Stoutland, one perched between the paws of a Houndoom, and three being guarded by a Mightyena who looks exceedingly pleased with herself. The last one is a dark forest green, and that's the one Shaun is holding.]

So, uh, does anybody want an egg?

((this is the IC post for this egg post, and there's still a couple of Poochyena eggs left unclaimed!))
neededlassie: (pic#5650612)
Hello?

[Shaun's face is flushed and splotched red with excitement and tears. But he's grinning really hard.]

Does anyone have HM02 I can borrow? That's Fly. I need it to teach my Charizard, and I need it really soon.

Thanks!
neededlassie: (Come on dad hurry up)
Come on, Norman! Think! It’s not just about you, it’s about working with your team!

[Shaun isn’t visible on the feed, but his voice is coming in clearly from the microphone next to it. Whoever’s holding the camera is sitting on Shaun’s shoulder, which makes it a pretty good bet that it’s Calvin the Pikachu. The rest of his team is running ahead setting up obstacles for the grown man and his dysfunctional team of six.

The camera turns to show Shaun with the bill of his trainer’s cap turned around to the back of his head and his hands cupped to his mouth as he jogs alongside the track through the streets.]


[Do not adjust your screens, audience. The man you see in front indeed has no idea what the hell he is doing right now. Taming pets? Sure. Taming pets in an obstacle course that very damn well duplicates his physical exam at Quantico? Now you’re pushing it.

Norman has some distance on Shaun along with his rag-tag team of six boppin’ aimlessly around besides him. Alvin the cautious Watchog stands right besides Norman with his little arms folded showing the same expression his master has: lost.]


I’m not so sure about this. I think this might be a little much for them…


[You cannot see Shaun’s face but he is rolling his eyes.]

Let them be the judge of that. My team could do it, and levels don’t matter outside of actual battles and stuff. Your team wants to be a team, not your pets. You’re the trainer but you’ve got to work with them, too.



[Another reason why the whole trainer gig was not for Norman. He scratches the back of his head and looks down at his oversized wannabe traffic officer of a meerkat and kung-fu fighting chicken.]

Come on, you heard him. Let’s try to work together on this one. Try running across those obstacles.

[Everyone from Norman’s team makes haste to hop, skip and jump the obstacle course in front of them with the exception of the Houndour laying on the ground with a Pachirisu pulling him by the ear.]

You too, Taco…

[Nope. No response. Still gives no fucks in the world.]

Just a few yards, Taco. You can do this.

[Nope.]


Norman, you’ve gotta be able to go through it too.

[Like see that big pile of branches and thorns and stuff? Burn it so you can go through. Duh. Problem solving, Mister Eff-Bee-Aye! Play along with him or he’ll make you do it again. This is team building, not agility training.]

You gotta show him you’re the trainer! If he doesn’t listen to you now, he might not listen to you in battle either.

[Richie, who’s circled back around loyally to her trainer’s side, gives a warning growl to the fellow dark-type. Susie comes running over to see what the problem is, and when she sees the reticent Houndour she perches her paws on what passes for furry hips and takes a deep breath, shooting a water gun right at the fire-type’s tail. She’ll get him moving one way or another.]

[Okay, okay. He’s up. Taco is up. Look at the little fellow pad away with Simon riding on top of him; he is such a speed star.

not.

But if Shaun says so…guess he’s got no choice in the matter. He decidedly jogs alongside the two until they reach the pile’o’pain.]


Burn it—

[El Caliente creates a large, fiery inferno out of the branch pile. Say no more, Senor Norman.

Norman looks over at Shaun and the camera.]


…I don’t think this is safe anymore.


...Uh... Yeah. Susie, go!

[On it, boss! This is how teamwork is supposed to go. Watch and learn, A-Team! Shaun’s loyal starter bounds over to the inferno and immediately starts working to quell it with the strongest water gun she has. Richie goes over to help by kicking sand and dirt on it as well.]

[[OOC: Action threads will automatically go in the order Tagger -> Norman -> Shaun. Video threads will be decided between me and Switch unless you specify Norman or Shaun in the header.]]
neededlassie: (unsure)
[Shaun looks pale and trembling, and his eyes are wide and scared. He looks - and sounds, when he finally speaks - like he's been crying. All he can manage are four short words, before his voice cracks and it's all he can do not to break down.]

Norman won't wake up.
neededlassie: (pic#5650612)
[It's the middle of the afternoon, and Shaun has something very important to share.]

Guess what! Guess what!

[The camera pans over to a rather proud-looking Floatzel and a Mightyena who's sitting loyally and staring at the Pokegear (really, at the boy holding it) with a curious head tilt, her tail wagging against the ground.]

Susie and Richie evolved! Look how big they are! Isn't that awesome?

[Forgive him, he's still at the self-centered age where he's relatively positive that almost everyone cares about his accomplishments. Or his pokemon's accomplishments, as it were. Also, Mightyena are rumored to only obey experienced trainers, so this kid must be no pushover to have her panting happily and butting her head against his hand when he reaches out from behind the Pokegear to scratch her behind the ear.]

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Feb. 10th, 2013 05:56 pm
neededlassie: (You know...)
[It's not Shaun that the camera catches first, but his newest pokemon - a little Pichu peering curiously into the camera.]

Move, Calvin--

[He only sounds slightly exasperated, to his credit, as he picks it up under its arms and pulls it in close.]

Uh, I need some advice.

Calvin doesn't know how to control the electricity in his cheeks yet, and he keeps zapping me and my other Pokemon. Richie and Blaze can handle it, but Susie's a water type and I'm worried he's going to hurt her real bad. It seems mean to keep him in his ball, though, just because he's too little to control his electricity... What should I do?

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Jan. 21st, 2013 09:08 pm
neededlassie: (pouting)
[The screen flickers on to show a boy who looks like he’s a little bit in a fog. Behind him, a Buizel bounces around happily through the snowdrifts, nearly disappearing only to poke her head up every now and then, her whiskers and fur caked with snow.]

Hello? Is anyone out there? My name is Shaun Mars. There was this lady who called herself my mom, and she gave me a backpack full of food and clothes and stuff, and I sorta...just wanted to know if that had happened to anyone else. And also, if the food was...safe to eat. It’s like rice, and I think there’s fish and vegetables and stuff too, or something.

I think I might've gotten someone else's Pokegear thing. It says it's my birthday today, but my birthday was two days ago.
neededlassie: (Default)
Player
Name: Ri
Personal Journal: [personal profile] resplendentri
E-mail: cheetah1090@yahoo.com
AIM/MSN: AIM: JoyBringer5002
Timezone: EST
Current Characters in Route: none

Character
Name: Shaun Mars
Series: Heavy Rain
Timeline: Post-game
Canon Resource Links: His wiki page

Personality:
Two years ago, Shaun was your normal, happy-go-lucky 8-year-old boy. He and his older brother Jason lived with their parents, Ethan and Grace, in a house implied to have been designed by Ethan himself. In a video taken two years ago, Ethan asks his boys what they want to be when they grow up, and Shaun replies that he wants to make video games.

But then, his brother Jason died and his dad was put into a six-month coma. When the game catches up to him, two years after his brother’s death, he’s sullen and withdrawn. He repeatedly tells Ethan that he wishes things could go back to the way they were before Jason died. He seems to feel some bitterness toward his father, although this is mostly after he’s gotten in trouble at school for being late (it’s implied this isn’t the first time that it’s happened). It’s also clear, however, that Shaun loves and admires Ethan very much, as evidenced by how much fun he has in “The Park” when Ethan decides to start playing with him. Despite that, he is haunted by his brother’s death, as well as by his parents’ inability to recover from it.

Cut for spoilers through the end of Heavy Rain )

Pokémon Information
Affiliation: Trainer
Starter: Buizel (“Susie”)
Password: Scrambled Eggs

Samples
First Person Sample:
[The screen flickers on to show a boy who looks like he’s a little bit in a fog. Behind him, a Buizel bounces around happily through the snowdrifts, nearly disappearing only to poke her head up every now and then, her whiskers and fur caked with snow.]

Hello? Is anyone out there? There was this lady who called herself my mom, and she gave me a backpack full of food and clothes and stuff, and I sorta...just wanted to know if that had happened to anyone else. And also, if the food was...safe to eat. It’s like rice, and I think there’s fish and vegetables and stuff too, or something.

[His stomach grumbles.]

Susie keeps trying to find me berries to eat, but the guidebook says not to eat them. Is that true? Or will I be okay?

Third Person Sample:
The bed that he woke up in wasn’t his own. The room wasn’t his, nothing about it was familiar to him. For a brief moment, he thought that he was back in his dad’s house, but as he woke up fully he realized that wasn’t possible. So, as he woke up fully, Shaun started to panic. Where was he? What was going on? Had he been kidnapped again? He got out of bed and set his bare feet on the floor carefully, unplugging the table lamp and picking it up off of the table. He wasn’t going to be a victim this time. He resolutely refused to think that it was because his dad wasn’t there to save him again.

He went down the stairs because it was the only exit from the room – a quick glance out the window told him it was too high to jump and make a run for it. When he got downstairs, he could smell food cooking – the kitchen, as he peered into it, was full of steam. But there was no sign of his captor anywhere.

“Oh, there you are, honey! I was getting worried you were going to sleep the day away!” Shaun screamed and dropped the lamp, the ceramic shattering on the floor. “Oh! Did I surprise you? Get back, I can pick it up.” Shaun just stood there staring as she leaned down and gently scooped up all of the little slivers and fragments one by one and carried them over to the trashcan with her apron. She dusted her hands off and went to get the broom.

“Who are you?” Shaun asked, a little ashamed of his earlier response because she seemed like a nice lady. She reminded him a little of his mom, but instead of being a comfort that only made his heart ache.

“I’m your mom, sweetie! Are you feeling okay?” the woman asked, propping the broom back up and walking back over with concern etched on her features. She reached out to put a hand against his forehead, and he retreated the only way he could go: back up the stairs a step or two, out of range. His eyes were wide with fear, and he shook his head.

“No you’re not. Where’s my real mom?”

“Don’t be silly. Today’s a very big day! It’s the day you start your Pokemon journey! I’m so proud of you – my little Shaun, a trainer.” Shaun opened his mouth to protest again, but drew up short when he realized what she had said.

“Pokemon?”

“Yes, dear. I’m surprised you forgot! It is your birthday, after all.” She went over to the counter and picked up a little backpack. “I got your trainer kit for you already! Professor Elm picked your starter for you, since you were still asleep. I hope you like it! Your first Pokemon is the most important.”

Shaun’s mind was reeling. Pokemon? Pokemon? As in the video game that he used to play with Jason? He remembered he always got stuck with Blue, because Jason always picked Red and Jason was older. They had a game link cable and everything, and it didn’t take them long to realize that it was much more fun battling each other than actually trying to beat the game.

He hadn’t played it in over two years. He took the backpack with shaking hands when it was offered, and rooted around inside (it took him a couple of tries to find the right pocket) before his hand closed around a small ball. It was about the size of a walnut, but as he pulled it out the red and white coloring was unmistakable.

She may have been lying about being his mom, but she was serious about the Pokemon. He pressed the button with his thumb, and dropped the ball in surprise when it grew three sizes in his hand. It glowed white as it hit the ground, and a beam of energy materialized into what looked like an orange otter, with a yellow rubber ring around its neck. It stared at him curiously, and he couldn’t help but stare back.

“Bui!” it cooed excitedly, a smile spreading across its muzzle. “Bui-zel!” And then before Shaun could react, it lunged forward and wrapped its paws around his knees, hugging him tightly. Hesitantly, he reached down and put a hand on its head. The fur was sleek and shiny, with a persistent cowlick on the back of its head that wouldn’t stay down no matter how much Shaun ran his hand over it. This had to be a dream. It had to. Any minute, Shaun was going to wake up in his own bed, in his own room, in his own house, and his real mom would be there to hug him and tell him he was safe. Any minute now.

Any minute.
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WISHLIST

Pre-Gen VI
-Shroomish
-Aron
-Larvesta
-Chikorita
-Torchic
-Chimchar
-Oshawott
-Abra
-Squirtle
-Electrike
-Zangoose
-Absol

Gen VI
-Phantump
-Sylveon (Jack)
-Froakie
-Amaura
-Skiddo

EGG PAIRS (EGG MOVES)

♂/♀
Chase (Charizard)/Michelle (Haxorus)
Blaze (Growlithe)/Lulu (Stoutland)
Taco (Houndoom)/Richie (Mightyena)
Wilbur (Grumpig)/Bella (Musharna)

neededlassie: (disbelief)
"Hi, I'm Shaun Mars. I'm not here right now, but if you leave me a message, I'll call you back later, okay?"
neededlassie: (Come on dad hurry up)
Party Pokemon (Hover and click for more info)


Boxed Pokemon (Hover and click for more info)





Credit goes to [personal profile] libellule.

Inventory
- 1 set of clothes from home (khaki pants, black wool coat, long-sleeved tshirt and short-sleeved t-shirt) - OUTGROWN
- 2 extra t-shirts, one short-sleeved and one long
- 1 pair blue jeans
- 1 pair new sneakers
- 1 blue hoodie
- 1 set of clothes
- 3 changes of underwear
- 1 12oz bottle of soap
- 1 8oz bottle of shampoo, 1 8oz bottle of conditioner
- 1 washcloth, 2 towels, 1 toothbrush, 1 tube of toothpaste
- Clothes line, 6 clothes pins, and rubber gloves
- 1 sleeping bag (new from Rose)
- 1 official Pokemon League Trainer's cap
- 1 drawing book
- 1 set of colored pencils
- Trainer handbook
- Pokegear
- 10 Super Potions
- Moon Stone
- Thunder Stone
- Moon Stone
- Dusk Stone

Funds
- P285845 (P15000 in a fund from Miss Carmen that he can only access in emergencies)

Badges
- 1 Zephyr Badge
- 1 Plain Badge
- 1 Hive Badge
- 1 Fog Badge
- 1 Marsh Badge
- 1 Mineral Badge
- 1 Storm Badge

TMs/HMs
- TM13 Ice Beam
- TM17 Protect
- TM27 Return
- TM27 Return (reusable)
- TM28 Dig
- TM28 Dig
- TM29 Psychic
- TM30 Shadow Ball
- TM45 Attract
- TM51 Roost
- TM66 Payback
- TM71 Stone Edge
- TM89 U-Turn
- HM02 Fly
- HM03 Surf
- HM04 Strength
- HM05 Whirlpool
- HM06 Rock Smash

Employment History
- 7/15-8/13 – Trainer's Market Employee, Goldenrod Dept. Store; p700/hour x 32 2-hour days = P42000
- 9/9-12/10) – Trainer's Market Employee, Goldenrod Dept. Store; p700/hour x 120 2-hour days = P138600

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