IC Contact

[garbagechild]

"... So I just talk? I start talking? .... Now? ... What's the light mean? ... Oh! HI, I'M WRATH, THIS IS MY MAIL VOICE, PLEASE LEAVE A--" BEEP.


[OOC: Want to thread with me but don't have a current post to do it on? Wanna send Wrath a private message? Wanna prank-call him in the middle of the night and then instantly regret it as he dials you back over and over and yells "Hello? HELLO?" into the mic? Pop a thread on here with the IC date and time and let's get playing!]

Comments

[Video]

[rocketralph]

_{[He drags his hand down his face and rests his fingers over the bridge of his nose. He feels another one of those 'struggling with reality' headaches coming on that he used to get a lot when he first showed up.]}

No, I don't want your pudding cups. Just...just make it an IOU, alright?

[Video]

[garbagechild]

_{[Wrath looks a little relieved. ALL THINGS CONSIDERED, he'd rather give up money that he knows he'll be re-earning than pudding cups he already spent his money on. There's... basically no difference, but he can't really conceptualize that.]}

Oh, okay!

_{[IT'S IN THE FUTURE, AND THEREFORE ISN'T REAL.]}

[Video]

[rocketralph]

_{[Sheesh. This kid and his pudding. He wonders if he can somehow convince Wrath that sugar is evil...]}

Right, right. So come and get your trashbag.

[video]

[armoredsoul]

Wrath! I found the weirdest food ever! You gotta see!

[Video]

[garbagechild]

_{[... Well, considering someone already convinced him that BREAD was evil, it probably wouldn't be too hard.]}

Okay.

Are you in your room?

[video]

[garbagechild]

<sub>[For the first time since he'd arrived and been made aware of Al's presence in Johto, Wrath finds himself hesitant to answer for reasons other than sheer, unadulterated disgust.]

[Wrath's hands lingers over the 'Gear's buttons for a second or two before he hits the one to pick up the call.]

[And then he doesn't say anything. Just kind of... leans into view, inquisitively.]

[Okay, Elric.]

[He's listening.]</sub>

[armoredsoul]

[Al's grin spreads when Wrath pops up on the Gear. Oh man, he is gonna get a kick out of this!]

Look.

[He flips it around, showing Wrath the weird, slimy thing sitting on some rice and seaweed on his plate.] They called it 'Oo-nee'.

[garbagechild]

<sub>[Wrath observes this... 'oo-nee' with a look of serious skepticism on his face.]

[It's worth noting here that Wrath's threshold for food-related disgust is... very, very high. He eats things off the ground on a regular basis. He has put a number of objects in his mouth that are not actually edible and swallowed them.]

[But sure as he knows that the sky is blue, he can say one thing for sure upon looking at... that.]</sub>

That's not a food.

[armoredsoul]

[Again the camera flips, and Al shakes his head.]

No, it is, really! It's part of a really weird fish, they said it's supposed to be very sweet!

[Video]

[rocketralph]

Yeah, I don't have anywhere to be for an hour.

[garbagechild]

_{[Wrath wrinkles his nose.]}

That is definitely not a fish.

I've seen at least five fish.

That is not a fish.

[armoredsoul]

It's part of a fish! [An important distinction to make!]

Will you believe me if I eat it?

[Video] ---> [Action]

[garbagechild]

<sub>[The screen turns ceiling-ward as Wrath simply DROPS THE GEAR ON HIS BED and goes romping off to Ralph's room.]

[He shows up in person a couple minutes later, leaning into the room. c8 HELLO.]</sub>

I'm here for my trash friend.

[garbagechild]

<sub>[There's a long, skeptical pause.]

[He strokes his chin.]</sub>

... Maybe.

[rocketralph]

_{[Said trash friend is shoved right into Wrath's face which, in turn, shoves him back out the door into the hall.]}

Here. Now scram!

[armoredsoul]

[He laughs and picks up the sushi, waggling it closer to the camera before he takes a deep breath and pops it into his mouth.]




[Mistakes have been made...]

[garbagechild]

_{[Hungry lets out an alarmed gurgle as he is thrust at his trainer, grabbing on with his garbagey tentacles. Wrath stumbles backwards, peeking over the Pokemon's crinkly plastic... ears?]}

Um, I was going to go to the cafeteria and get some bottles out of the ree-sy-kul bins for Hungry to eat.

Want to come?

_{[Someone teach this child how to take a hint.]}

[garbagechild]

--I told you!

I told you it wasn't a food!!!

_{[BUT DID YOU BELIEVE HIM? NOOOOOOO...]}

[armoredsoul]

'M not--I'm not dying!

[The narrative would like to point out to Wrath that Al is covering his mouth while there's food in it. SEE, THESE ARE MANNERS, CHILD.]

It's just weird!

[rocketralph]

No.

_[SLAM.]

[garbagechild]

_{[What are manners? Wrath is pretty sure that Alphonse is just covering up his mouth to keep all his organs inside, in case the not-a-food makes them come bursting out or something.]}

No, you're probably going to die.

Can I have your coat if you do?

[armoredsoul]

I said I'm not dying!

[Al swallows the rest of it down and chugs down about half of his glass of water, then shakes his head. UGH.] Oh man, I'm not doing that ever again.

[garbagechild]

If you'd listened to me, you would NEVER have done it.

[armoredsoul]

Ugh...fine, fine, you were right this time. But you never learn if you don't try new things, you know?

[garbagechild]

I'll think I'll try new things that DON'T look like they already went into and came out of somebody.