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Vellis is awesome. I love Vellis. Why haven't Liz and vellis met yet. This must be fixed soon.
Posted. I love love love LOVE RPing Elizabeth, but I also feel I should clarify a couple things in my post, mainly about Elizabeth's delusional thought processes on Rudy.-hopefully-, it doesn't seem too outlandish for a 12yr old, but I used a few things I learnt ages back.
First thing is a bit of a theory that always interested me, which was nature vs nurture. As it turns out, if you isolate a child enough from people in their age group, and only use responsible adults - they show a lot of adult mannerisms. I believe it's something to do with adapting to their surroundings, but it makes them easier to handle. Of course, it is CLEARLY not ethically right, so there isn't much about nature vs nurture.
Second thing was a bit of personal experience - I once volunteered to help out in a maths competition. (yeah yeah no life I know but it looked good for my 'experiences' on my CV, so...) and these kids were probably like 9 or something, and came from really prestigious private schools. 9 years old, and they managed to comprehend Quadratic Equations, and basic Trig. I was beyond shocked. It was, in a way, really really amazing to see such bright children, but also really really frightening to think about how many lessons and stuff they've had to go through to get to that stage.
But I also think that kids will ALWAYS be kids, no matter how deep you try to bury it. So Elizabeth is a mismatch of two worlds - the dominant one being the 'adult' frame of mind she's got, how she's been taught that showing childishness is a sign of weakness and humiliation, coupled with about as much social interaction as a teaspoon. She's basically working on textbook lessons alone.
Which is why Elizabeth's so interested in Rudy, and why I bet the two of them will become fast friends. Elizabeth needs to be taught how to be a kid, and Rudy might want someone as rich as her to be scared of and probably learn things from. XD
/rantover
tl;dr - I like Elizabeth a lot and I hope she isn't looking like a Mary Sue because really she's an idiot. <3
First thing is a bit of a theory that always interested me, which was nature vs nurture. As it turns out, if you isolate a child enough from people in their age group, and only use responsible adults - they show a lot of adult mannerisms. I believe it's something to do with adapting to their surroundings, but it makes them easier to handle. Of course, it is CLEARLY not ethically right, so there isn't much about nature vs nurture.
Second thing was a bit of personal experience - I once volunteered to help out in a maths competition. (yeah yeah no life I know but it looked good for my 'experiences' on my CV, so...) and these kids were probably like 9 or something, and came from really prestigious private schools. 9 years old, and they managed to comprehend Quadratic Equations, and basic Trig. I was beyond shocked. It was, in a way, really really amazing to see such bright children, but also really really frightening to think about how many lessons and stuff they've had to go through to get to that stage.
But I also think that kids will ALWAYS be kids, no matter how deep you try to bury it. So Elizabeth is a mismatch of two worlds - the dominant one being the 'adult' frame of mind she's got, how she's been taught that showing childishness is a sign of weakness and humiliation, coupled with about as much social interaction as a teaspoon. She's basically working on textbook lessons alone.
Which is why Elizabeth's so interested in Rudy, and why I bet the two of them will become fast friends. Elizabeth needs to be taught how to be a kid, and Rudy might want someone as rich as her to be scared of and probably learn things from. XD
/rantover
tl;dr - I like Elizabeth a lot and I hope she isn't looking like a Mary Sue because really she's an idiot. <3
Elizabeth stared at the Breeder blankly for a while. She strained to hear each word of her proposal, and considered it for the best part of two seconds before shaking her head and wishing she didn't milliseconds afterwards. The pain coloured her voice with a new level of intimidation and menace. She passed the 'messing around' mark a fair while back, after she back-handed that Gligar. Now was not the time to be polite and diplomatically friendly - now was, most certainly, the time to boss people around.
"Right. No." she snapped, raising her arm to point to Rudy sprawled on the floor. "His Mime Jr. took one in the chest. My Misdreavus has around 4 in her. The order of this procedure will be Mime Jr, Misdreavus, the boy, and then me." she ordered sternly. It really was a miracle and true grit to keep trucking on like this, but she knew that her knees were moments away from buckling under her. In order to save herself from falling and causing a fuss which would cause her to be treated when clearly that Mime Jr. needed it more. If it was acting this badly on her shoulder, who knows what one right in the chest would do? And what about three in one go?
But, much more importantly, why did she put herself last? This had to be corrected quickly. "Scratch that. Put me before the boy. He just took-..." she started, before the inevitable occured. How graceful, were the only words that crossed her mind as her knees gave way and she landed onto her behind, the dress blooming around her legs serenely against all the chaos of the fight's aftermath. She felt giddy, and sick. Her face was pale and shone with sweat. She was shaking hard now and she doubted that she had ever been in such pain in her entire lifetime, letting loose a pathetic whine. in this state, she was unable to speak without sounding like a crying child, so instead she let her own weakness do the talking - surely, by now, the breeder would have no argument against her going before Rudy. She just hoped that her disappointing display of emotion wouldn't cause the breeder to take pity and put her own needs before the Pokémon...if she wanted to be pampered, she would've brought her servants with her.
Whilst in a moment of weakness, she surveyed the distorted figure of Rudy through her ever-darkening vision with a detached curiosity. Since she never went to school with other children, Elizabeth considered herself significantly more intelligent than most of her like-minded kin, and Rudy was a prime example of...like-minded kin? Or an actual child? And what was a child, in sense? Elizabeth had some fun when she was younger, admittedly, but not with other people of her age. She didn't have that kind of experience, so she pondered over what Rudy's life was like. Did he ever eat things with gold leaf in them when he was little? Was he taught social mannerisms around age 8 as well?
Elizabeth deemed it appropriate to file Rudy under "Interesting Case" and "Panicking Buffoon" until she knew more about him. She wanted to comprehend why her protective instincts kicked in when Rudy was side-by-side with her in battle. Surely she didn't take pity on his inexperience, right? She wasn't that weak, right?
Left in a state of doubt, Elizabeth realised that she had effectively been glaring at Rudy for quite a while now and he probably found that as unnerving as Elizabeth found the thought of caring for another human her age, so she quickly looked away. She knew for a fact that she felt no romantic feelings for the boy, so it certainly wasn't that. And now was a difficult time to muse over emotions when most of her body was being overwhelmed by poison.
"Right. No." she snapped, raising her arm to point to Rudy sprawled on the floor. "His Mime Jr. took one in the chest. My Misdreavus has around 4 in her. The order of this procedure will be Mime Jr, Misdreavus, the boy, and then me." she ordered sternly. It really was a miracle and true grit to keep trucking on like this, but she knew that her knees were moments away from buckling under her. In order to save herself from falling and causing a fuss which would cause her to be treated when clearly that Mime Jr. needed it more. If it was acting this badly on her shoulder, who knows what one right in the chest would do? And what about three in one go?
But, much more importantly, why did she put herself last? This had to be corrected quickly. "Scratch that. Put me before the boy. He just took-..." she started, before the inevitable occured. How graceful, were the only words that crossed her mind as her knees gave way and she landed onto her behind, the dress blooming around her legs serenely against all the chaos of the fight's aftermath. She felt giddy, and sick. Her face was pale and shone with sweat. She was shaking hard now and she doubted that she had ever been in such pain in her entire lifetime, letting loose a pathetic whine. in this state, she was unable to speak without sounding like a crying child, so instead she let her own weakness do the talking - surely, by now, the breeder would have no argument against her going before Rudy. She just hoped that her disappointing display of emotion wouldn't cause the breeder to take pity and put her own needs before the Pokémon...if she wanted to be pampered, she would've brought her servants with her.
Whilst in a moment of weakness, she surveyed the distorted figure of Rudy through her ever-darkening vision with a detached curiosity. Since she never went to school with other children, Elizabeth considered herself significantly more intelligent than most of her like-minded kin, and Rudy was a prime example of...like-minded kin? Or an actual child? And what was a child, in sense? Elizabeth had some fun when she was younger, admittedly, but not with other people of her age. She didn't have that kind of experience, so she pondered over what Rudy's life was like. Did he ever eat things with gold leaf in them when he was little? Was he taught social mannerisms around age 8 as well?
Elizabeth deemed it appropriate to file Rudy under "Interesting Case" and "Panicking Buffoon" until she knew more about him. She wanted to comprehend why her protective instincts kicked in when Rudy was side-by-side with her in battle. Surely she didn't take pity on his inexperience, right? She wasn't that weak, right?
Left in a state of doubt, Elizabeth realised that she had effectively been glaring at Rudy for quite a while now and he probably found that as unnerving as Elizabeth found the thought of caring for another human her age, so she quickly looked away. She knew for a fact that she felt no romantic feelings for the boy, so it certainly wasn't that. And now was a difficult time to muse over emotions when most of her body was being overwhelmed by poison.
I'm curious to where this might take us. Logically, I bet we'll either go to Rustler farm, the forest, or the port... I also wonder how this plucky team of tour takers will go on an adventure. All in due time, I suppose. Raddum, I might have the makijngs for a smaller collab between Elizabeth and Michael concerning the busted purification chamber and costs, but I'll drop a PM to you about it.
Elizabeth was relieved - she didn't have to walk over to the Professor because he was coming towards them now. However, she didn't realise the full extent of the poison until the Professor tried to talk to her. She opened her eyes and everything was blurred, slipping in and out of sight like a thick mist fell over her face, covering her head entirely. The Professor's words came out muffled and distorted, and she couldn't make out what he was saying at all. And still the barb in her shoulder pulsated painfully, reminding her it was still there and spreading more of the poison through her limbs.
"Gligar, and Venipede. Poison sting. Antidote. Now." she said slowly, carefully, and threateningly. After all, she had to make sure the Professor got the message before she couldn't speak anymore. She looked down at Misdreavus in her arms, trying to count the number of orbs she had on her neck, finding it impossible to focus on her Pokémon. Misdreavus wasn't moving, except for raising and lowering her chest, so at least she was still breathing for now.
Elizabeth then looked at Rudy. He was also a bit of a blur now but she could see he was in pain. Putting some months of social diplomacy lessons into good use, she brought her good arm up and patted him reassuringly on the shoulder. Clearly, Rudy was intimidated by her - Elizabeth was quite used to that kind of behaviour - but she did know that looking like you know exactly what's going on, and that you're able to solve it, is a good way to reassure people. "Don't worry, we'll be fine." she reported sternly, peering at his blurred form with that same emotionless look.
Some odd thought was nagging in the back of her head and she opted to listen to it, because she could barely make out what people were saying anyways. Why are you trying to reassure this person? it said. Elizabeth tried to shrug her shoulders but it hurt too much to do so, and the extra movement was threatening to tip her off balance and cause her to fall onto the barb, which certainly didn't seem like a good idea. She shut her eyes again, taking a deep breath, and then peering at Michael's indistinguishable face. "Please hurry." she added, hastily.
"Gligar, and Venipede. Poison sting. Antidote. Now." she said slowly, carefully, and threateningly. After all, she had to make sure the Professor got the message before she couldn't speak anymore. She looked down at Misdreavus in her arms, trying to count the number of orbs she had on her neck, finding it impossible to focus on her Pokémon. Misdreavus wasn't moving, except for raising and lowering her chest, so at least she was still breathing for now.
Elizabeth then looked at Rudy. He was also a bit of a blur now but she could see he was in pain. Putting some months of social diplomacy lessons into good use, she brought her good arm up and patted him reassuringly on the shoulder. Clearly, Rudy was intimidated by her - Elizabeth was quite used to that kind of behaviour - but she did know that looking like you know exactly what's going on, and that you're able to solve it, is a good way to reassure people. "Don't worry, we'll be fine." she reported sternly, peering at his blurred form with that same emotionless look.
Some odd thought was nagging in the back of her head and she opted to listen to it, because she could barely make out what people were saying anyways. Why are you trying to reassure this person? it said. Elizabeth tried to shrug her shoulders but it hurt too much to do so, and the extra movement was threatening to tip her off balance and cause her to fall onto the barb, which certainly didn't seem like a good idea. She shut her eyes again, taking a deep breath, and then peering at Michael's indistinguishable face. "Please hurry." she added, hastily.
I winced when reading that. In a good way. Poor gruntie.
Now to wait excitedly for Raddum's post!
Now to wait excitedly for Raddum's post!
Raddum said From laughing at the fact Elizabeth strait-up backhanded a Gligar
How it felt:
What it was really:
I think...we have finished. Tickles, temper tantrums and toxins ahoy! Since its getting late on my side, I'll just wait on Pacifista to give it a once over and hopefully (s)he'll post it up whoever (s)he's ready!
Man, that's a real shame. Jason looked promising too.
In other topics...me and Pacifista are working hard on the collab - I managed to catch him/her online for around 30 minutes last night, which is impressive judging by the timezones. IDK how close we are to finishing since I think Misdreavus only has 1 attack, and Mime Jr. has an attack of the same type.
ALSO, ALL THIS TIME I THOUGHT MIME JR WAS MR. MIME BUT IT ISN'T AND I JUST AAAAAAH IT'S SO CUTE
In other topics...me and Pacifista are working hard on the collab - I managed to catch him/her online for around 30 minutes last night, which is impressive judging by the timezones. IDK how close we are to finishing since I think Misdreavus only has 1 attack, and Mime Jr. has an attack of the same type.
ALSO, ALL THIS TIME I THOUGHT MIME JR WAS MR. MIME BUT IT ISN'T AND I JUST AAAAAAH IT'S SO CUTE
Blaire scoffed. "Och aye? Seems like a lovely idea to start shootin' in the presence o' Hunters! They'll flock to us like bears to a pot o' honey. And once they find the silver bullets, there's gonna be questions, isn't there? The hunters are in the main tent, I think, and if they're in there and we're in here than this place is prob'ly a wee bit smaller than the main tent. On top o' that, he doesnae have any targets."
She tossed the dagger in the air idly, glaring down Rosalind with one of those irritatingly smug looks on her face. "Ye dinnae have to ask again because I bet the answer will be 'no' until the Hunters go an' shove off. But, seein' as though ye seem to be second in command around 'ere, I bet ye already thought about that." she finished sarcastically.
She tossed the dagger in the air idly, glaring down Rosalind with one of those irritatingly smug looks on her face. "Ye dinnae have to ask again because I bet the answer will be 'no' until the Hunters go an' shove off. But, seein' as though ye seem to be second in command around 'ere, I bet ye already thought about that." she finished sarcastically.
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