theotherother: (If I Can't See the Rodeo I'm Not At It)
[Kaine's on the network today, looking a little grumpy which isn't new, and there's something he wants to talk about.

Well, a few things actually, but time will tell how much of it he actually says to anyone.

Also behind him on a table are one of those bags from the Pokemon Center and his Natu is sort of hopping around it and occasionally pecking at the bag, trying to get at whatever's inside it.]


So, these bags at the Pokemon Centers. Anyone in Pewter want to trade? Picked one up today, checked out what was in it...and I figure somebody else would probably appreciate what's in there more than I do.

[In the background, Natu has managed to get her head inside the bag, which is slightly impressive given that it's basically a giant head with tiny feet.]

Also those of you who went out there and did stuff...thanks.

[And while Kaine attempts to thank everybody for helping to save the world, Natu emerges from the bag with this somehow placed perfectly on her head. Which is one of the main reasons he wants to trade.]
theotherother: (I Wish I Was In Mexico)
[Okay, he's been here all of a few minutes, decided he has absolutely no idea what's going on and doesn't really care enough to find out what. So instead of that, he's got a simple question for anybody watching the video.]

Is there a bus station here? Or a cab? Or, I don't know, anything that'll get me back to Houston?

[He really doesn't think so, but he's hoping there is. He's also hoping this is also some sort of weird dream caused by a result of a hangover and that he's not stuck in some weird place with a weird bird and music that doesn't seem to stop.]

I'm not...

[He's about to say that he's not a Pokemon trainer or whatever that handbook said, but he looks like he really doesn't want to say it. And he's going to do his best to not say it ever if he can help it.]

Yeah. Look. Just tell me how to get the hell back to Texas. That's all.

[He goes to end the feed and then reconsiders.]

And if there's somebody I can call to come pick up this weird little bird that keeps following me. Like animal control but for Poke...

[Yeah no, still not saying it.]

But for birds.