RE: Of Spectral Days and Eerie Nights - A Pokemon Let's Play
06-25-2016, 09:35 PM
Part 8: Plasma Party
Alright, Joule. What jam do we want, Mago or-
"Camila, come here!"
Shoot...
0n0
Wh-What's up, Mom?
"I got a call from Jason. He wants you to meet him in Virbank City.
But... my sandwich...
"He says its urgent. Go!"
O-Okay..."
L-Let's just do this quick, so w-we can get back to our sandwich, okay Joule?
0w0
Wow, can you pretend to care about your friend any less?
I-It's not that. It's j-just that Jason m-makes a bigger deal o-out of things than he should...
And you don't, little miss 'I cry when anybody raises their voice'.
\ n /
I... I don't do that...
Oh, don't you? That's interesting, considering you're crying right now.
I-I... I'm n-not cr-crying...
!!! \ n / !!!
Oh shut up, you sentient ice cream cone.
"Camila! You're finally here!"
S-Sorry...
These fuckin' clowns.
C-Conquest...
"C'mon, Camila! Don't tell me you don't remember!"
N-No, I do...
Then don't repeat unnecessary crap.
A-Another one?
Yawn.
Um... y-yeah!
(( It was actually a Herdier ))
Wh-What?
Hold... hold, hold on!
A-Ah...
"I'll beat you up!"
What the hell is wrong with that kid.
"Where do you think you're going?"
E-Eep!
Probably... n-not...
"Come on, Camila!"
"If you beat me, you can beat him!"
\ w /
If... if you guys say so...
Y-Yeah!
Joule w-would never!
\ n /
(( Didn't get his final quote because my emulator was fucking up, but rest assured he was whinging. ))
H-Hold on!
"Stop, fiends!"
"Hey!"
"Move it, kid!"
Ow!
9~6
M-My stomach...
But...
Me too...
"Of course."
N-No problem.
Oh!
I don't think you can use this one, Joule.
0w0
Th-That's what the label says.
Huh...
R-Right.
...I guess it's too late to go home...
I-If I was part of Team Plasma... wh-where would I hide?
Under your covers at home?
...
What, don't tell me I'm wrong.
M-Maybe you are...
Good one.
Okay.
Hey... i-is that...?
Yup...
I-I'm sorry.
"I appreciate the sentiment, but I'm still gonna kick your ass."
\ n /
"Yeah, I'm talkin' to you, you dumb bowling pin."
Hey, that's my line.
Wh-Why the ocean?
P-Please don't hit me!
...
...sigh.
Yeah...
What?
what?...
I... I mean...
Wasn't Roxie's uh... dad-
Okay...
Uh oh...
Pfft.
Oh we all saw that sorry excuse.
(( Don't tell me that this isn't a pop rocks joke, i refuse to believe you ))
Bad?
That's for sure.
Oh, hush...
I'm sure that they'd be happy if he didn't come back.
Yeah... s-sorry...
That's um... true, I think...
W-W-Wait. Sail? I... n-no I can't... I don't, can't-
N-No sailing...
I... I'm s-sick just thinking about it...
Oh gosh...
0n0
J-Jason?
N-Not really. I was gonna head home, cuz sailing m-makes me s-sick and-
Okay, b-but-
No, wait-
H-Hold on-
;-;
"Camila, check this ou-"
Urgh...
"Are you throwing up again?"
I'm... g-gonna die...
Urg...
"Wow."
My h-head is spinning...
I'm... I'm dying...
I... can't see... It's all blurry...
But I c-can't...
Wh-what?
"Get your hands off my face, please."
I... I can't see...
"Stop crying then."
Just... here...
I c-can't see right now...
Jason? J-Jason, my-
What ship?
Jason?
Pfft. He left.
H-He... he had my Xtransceiver...
Just wipe your eyes. Let's go.
!!!
(!)-(!)
Yeah...
Oh!
O-Okay.
(( Medal Office, Passerby Analytics HQ, and Battle Company. Didn't get the screenshots because all three were in separate boxes and like, yeah right. ))
Um...
I wanna go home...
SpoilerShow
Alright, Joule. What jam do we want, Mago or-
"Camila, come here!"
Shoot...
0n0
Wh-What's up, Mom?
"I got a call from Jason. He wants you to meet him in Virbank City.
But... my sandwich...
"He says its urgent. Go!"
O-Okay..."
L-Let's just do this quick, so w-we can get back to our sandwich, okay Joule?
0w0
Wow, can you pretend to care about your friend any less?
I-It's not that. It's j-just that Jason m-makes a bigger deal o-out of things than he should...
And you don't, little miss 'I cry when anybody raises their voice'.
\ n /
I... I don't do that...
Oh, don't you? That's interesting, considering you're crying right now.
I-I... I'm n-not cr-crying...
!!! \ n / !!!
Oh shut up, you sentient ice cream cone.
"Camila! You're finally here!"
S-Sorry...
These fuckin' clowns.
C-Conquest...
"C'mon, Camila! Don't tell me you don't remember!"
N-No, I do...
Then don't repeat unnecessary crap.
A-Another one?
Yawn.
Um... y-yeah!
(( It was actually a Herdier ))
Wh-What?
Hold... hold, hold on!
A-Ah...
"I'll beat you up!"
What the hell is wrong with that kid.
"Where do you think you're going?"
E-Eep!
Probably... n-not...
"Come on, Camila!"
"If you beat me, you can beat him!"
\ w /
If... if you guys say so...
Y-Yeah!
Joule w-would never!
\ n /
(( Didn't get his final quote because my emulator was fucking up, but rest assured he was whinging. ))
H-Hold on!
"Stop, fiends!"
"Hey!"
"Move it, kid!"
Ow!
9~6
M-My stomach...
But...
Me too...
"Of course."
N-No problem.
Oh!
I don't think you can use this one, Joule.
0w0
Th-That's what the label says.
Huh...
R-Right.
...I guess it's too late to go home...
I-If I was part of Team Plasma... wh-where would I hide?
Under your covers at home?
...
What, don't tell me I'm wrong.
M-Maybe you are...
Good one.
Okay.
Hey... i-is that...?
Yup...
I-I'm sorry.
"I appreciate the sentiment, but I'm still gonna kick your ass."
\ n /
"Yeah, I'm talkin' to you, you dumb bowling pin."
Hey, that's my line.
Wh-Why the ocean?
P-Please don't hit me!
...
...sigh.
Yeah...
What?
what?...
I... I mean...
Wasn't Roxie's uh... dad-
Okay...
Uh oh...
Pfft.
Oh we all saw that sorry excuse.
(( Don't tell me that this isn't a pop rocks joke, i refuse to believe you ))
Bad?
That's for sure.
Oh, hush...
I'm sure that they'd be happy if he didn't come back.
Yeah... s-sorry...
That's um... true, I think...
W-W-Wait. Sail? I... n-no I can't... I don't, can't-
N-No sailing...
I... I'm s-sick just thinking about it...
Oh gosh...
0n0
J-Jason?
N-Not really. I was gonna head home, cuz sailing m-makes me s-sick and-
Okay, b-but-
No, wait-
H-Hold on-
;-;
"Camila, check this ou-"
Urgh...
"Are you throwing up again?"
I'm... g-gonna die...
Urg...
"Wow."
My h-head is spinning...
I'm... I'm dying...
I... can't see... It's all blurry...
But I c-can't...
Wh-what?
"Get your hands off my face, please."
I... I can't see...
"Stop crying then."
Just... here...
I c-can't see right now...
Jason? J-Jason, my-
What ship?
Jason?
Pfft. He left.
H-He... he had my Xtransceiver...
Just wipe your eyes. Let's go.
!!!
(!)-(!)
Yeah...
Oh!
O-Okay.
(( Medal Office, Passerby Analytics HQ, and Battle Company. Didn't get the screenshots because all three were in separate boxes and like, yeah right. ))
Um...
I wanna go home...