Why are more people not hyped for the lil owl birb? D: he's so cute (not to mention, he's the only multi-type)! and he gets what sounds like a decent move as soon as you get him
From what I've seen, people are actually liking him the most so far. And for good reason, the design is pretty solid and so fitting for a Hawaii-inspired setting, given the amount of birds endemic to the island.
I don't know if you've noticed, darling, but I'm kind of a cat person. =P
The owl IS cute af though, so it's going to be an actual bitch to choose which one I start with in November.
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Kanto, Johto, Hoenn, Sinnoh, Fiore, Almia, Oblivia, and Ransei are all Japan based regions.
Orre and Unova are USA based regions; the former based off of Arizona and the latter NYC and the surrounding area.
Kalos, obviously, is France.
The Japanese trailer for Sun and Moon have all but confirmed that Alola is taking place in a place heavily based off of Hawaii-- the trailer shows a child moving from Japan with his family TO Hawaii itself and being uncertain as to how to make friends with other people due to his English not being the best and being the "new kid".
Which puts it at 3 regions for the USA.
I'd honestly kind of hoped they were going to set it in China, Thailand, or Africa... but who knows; that could be a thing for more games.
Hawaii is a very popular vacation spot though, so this also isn't surprising!
Looks like I know some of what I'll be doing during my mini vacation starting Thursday; looking into koto recordings because underrated as hell and pretty.
Also have an old favorite from the early 2000s. I used to be way more into classical/instrumental music than I am now, but I still enjoy the hell out of it. My favorite albums I had of hers were, "The Piano", "Deep Water", and "The Ring". Keiko Matsui is a favorite of mine, and this track is probably one of my favorites from the album as a whole:
What happens when you cross FSN, Parasyte, and Bleach?
The weird as fuck dream I just woke from having.
Down in a sewer trudging along because looking for the goddamn bug thing. These SDF looking guys reminded me of Jin-Roh meets Starship Troopers are ahead of me ans getting picked off one by one. Location extends to some sort of sanitation plant, and a guy doing the death rattle as he twitches violently in a waterfall of sewage/water run off and suddenly goes entirely silent and limp. He starts smoldering and twitching as a second guy goes to investigate/help, that guy goes under and drowns, blood everywhere in the water, as the third guy shows up and jumps in to help.
The guy-- for it's a male I'm riding shotgun inside his brain this time-- I'm following saunters in just as the third SDF guy fucks up irrepairably and gets snagged by the parasite thing that shifts its body from male to female, smoldering, and gets shoved away screaming. Apparently this particular breed of asshole doesn't take kindly to rejection and goes after the guy to catch him.
Bug thing sees me, curious, and is like "Hmmm, walk away~" and hits this odd note that's meant to deafen and fuck with your head to leave you dazed/confused and otherwise vulnerable to suggestion. Guy keeps screaming to help him/save him all the while.
I'm hit by the soundwave, which manifests interestingly enough into these neon orange musical scores that don't look quite right/have foreign appearing symbols rather than notes-- and it's half effective; my hearing is fucked up but I can make pieces out/resist as I'm commanded to bring this odd as fuck sword to her that's laying off to the side.
I grab it, pretend to actually do it-- and take out SDF guy with an uttered "thanks" while parasite lady shrieks eternal damnation and fury. Chase ensues, and the guy with the sword is apparently fucked in the left knee and ends up reinjuring it in the process.
Swearing and in pain, he decides the smartest thing to do is piss off the parasite bitch into attacking, activating the sword-- some counter symbol etched in seafoam green within the tacky as fuck looking blue pommel of the sword-- and start doing nifty as fuck magic. Levitating an abandoned mattress to block a barrage of neon blue-white will o wisp-like attacks, she gets pissed at me further and does a second assault that burns through said mattress and goes after me.
My response? "Clever girl," and a hobbled run and dive around to this building in a park as her attack breaks through and heads for me. I'm diving for something that's shrieking in response to time running out, hit the ground rolling and--
I wake up because the thing going off is my alarm.
This dream, mind you, apparently came in on the heels of the first; a stupid anxiety dream complete with teeth breaking and falling out all along the right side of my mouth. I hate these types of dreams lot and some dentist I went to see had this weird crafty Yuuko-esque woman who's like "Ooh, looking for a second job? Hmm, 2 hours a week sounds right at 10/hour; you'll be working off your care for a whole that means."
Apparently taking a nap after dinner is a bad plan. -_-; *heads back to it*
"I'll go reblog random shit and wander through my followers on tumblr until Arty posts again," she says to herself.
There's a bottle of Patron Silver in the cupboard and a couple limes for sale at the store. Salt is definitely not an issue, she's practically made of it, and she's really tempted despite needing to work tomorrow evening. But a distraction away from a very BIG mistake is an excellent idea, and going to go workout again is probably not on the list. Squats and lunges have a way of making someone who believes themselves in fair decent shape face their true selves and eat a slice of humble pie, after all. She opens up a can of tea she ordered off of Amazon and sips. It's delightfully sweet without overpowering the assam's distinct flavor, and she goes for a second when her eyes fall upon her laptop screen. Can half-raised, the idiot roleplayer's gaze glazes over as she reads the entry in question.
Our dear roleplayer sets her tea down calmly, gently, upon the messy coffee table. Gets up from her comfortable nest upon her beloved beaten down sofa and slips her feet into flip flops battered and half-chewed from her mother's border collie. Walks outside. Takes a deep breath of fresh, humid Oregon air and turns her numbed gaze to the sky.
"LET ME FUCKING LIVE!" she screams into the void. Startling several dog walkers and fellow residents of her apartment complex as she aboutfaces and storms back inside.
The roleplayer is not paid nearly enough to put up the universe's entirely questionable sense of humor.
Takua is an Obrimos. Righteous, holy fire should have been dead giveaway. So is his overbearing insistence on 'morals'. He might take a while to get going, but once you've gotten him there you're gonna burn and burn until there's nothing left.
As for me...
Yeah I got nothing.
Except for a few points of mana, and a fun little Vulgar spell...
Thanks to dicking around on the internet, I've found a twitter account I'm losing my shit laughing over. So, naturally, I'm going to pair it with BG because some of these are too good not to be relevant to the many colorful characters here on BG.
Why Shun actually turned out badly. Thanks Junpei. Thanks.
Daily exchange between the 4th's Lieutenant and Captain.