THIRD RIDE ✦ TEXT / ACTION [VIOLET CITY]
[A strange text post goes out to the network today. It appears to be a list of some kind.]
- ▶ get a motorcycle
▶ mod the fuck out of it
▶ fuck up ryder's shit
▶ find a fucking gym
▶ train
▶ train
▶ train
▶ fucking train
▶ get stronger (physically/emotionally/mentally??)
▶ find a sauna!!!!!
▶ actually get a date
▶ somehow
▶ god this is gonna fucking suck
▶
▶ fuck that's a lofty goal isn't it
▶ see every major city in johto
▶ that's better
▶ get all the badges
▶ (it's a matter of fucking pride)
▶ round out pkmn roster (no more dark types!!!)
▶ um
▶ fuck
▶ i'm forgetting something aren't i
▶ shit
[Five minutes after that's accidentally posted to the network, a proper text follows.]
oh shit ignore that last post, that wasn't supposed to go public
...actually, tell me about the things you want to do here
i need more shit on my to do list
are there any awesome places to see or anything like that?
[It's not surprising that Mondo's out training on the outskirts of the city. What is surprising is that he isn't fighting his Pokémon today. He's ditched the usual coat today and if one looks closely, they can see a massive bruise over his shoulders and leading down toward his back. That might be from fighting his Pokémon. Maybe. But that's not what he's doing today - today he's got his Pokémon out, situated in teams of two facing off against each other.]
Alright, we're gonna practice double battling today. Ryder! Quit trying to punch Pierce, he's your partner!
[The Scrafty shoots him a dirty look, but she knocks it off. At least until Mondo's back is turned, then she socks the Lucario in the gut and knocks him over.]
Lex, Tory! If I see the two of you biting at each other again I swear I'm gonna stick you in the fucking PC and never let you see the light of day again! You got that?
[The Sharpedo and Deino pull faces once his back is turned, but at least they seem to be listening.]
Alright, on my mark... go!
[...This can only end well.]
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[Mondo fidgets. He said he'd keep quiet about it, but Rude's pretty trustworthy, isn't he? He helped them out during the raid on the museum, after all. He runs a hand back through the short strands of dark hair, looking positively distressed by now. He knows he shouldn't say anything, but...]
Promise you'll keep it a secret?
[...No, he's not five, promises just mean a lot to him.]
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It's an easy promise to make, so Rude gives a nod and waits for the explanation.
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There's a... girl in our school who we thought was just another classmate. Turns out she... found a way to erase our memories and shit. See, we actually all went to school together before, but those memories were wiped, so we all thought that we'd just arrived at school. We were locked inside and that girl... she pitted us against one another in a "mutual killing game." If we wanted to get out, we'd have to kill one another. She offered us motives and shit too, in order to get us to actually kill one another.
One of my classmates - another girl - was killed by a guy. I don't know why he did it - he never said - but we had a trial to figure out who the killer was and then he was executed. Those were the rules - you had to get away with killing someone in order to escape, but if you got away with it, everyone else died.
[Mondo doesn't look at Rude while he speaks, instead staring at the ground. His pompadour is doing a great job of blocking his face, so it's kind of hard to see what he's feeling. His voice is emotionless, like he's just stating facts.]
Another one of my classmates was killed, but that time was an accident. That hasn't happened in my timeline yet though. I know it happens 'cause Naegi told me.
Only a few of 'em actually make it out of the school alive. The girl who's behind all this executes herself and they're allowed to go free.
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It's a good thing Rude isn't part of this game; he wouldn't have had any qualms killing one of them and framing the rest.]
That's...messed up.
[He still can recognize this twisted school for what it is though, and there's a big frown on his face.]
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[Mondo forces a laugh, but it's very obviously not genuine.]
But... we're safe here. We're gonna bring everyone here and we'll all be safe here. None of that shit'll happen, and to the ones it did happen to, they'll be here, so they won't have to worry about that shit.
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Rude can respect that. If the Turks had switched position with the kids...well, he's very sure they'd be able to get out (they are trained for these kinda situations after all), but he'd still want to bust them out too.
There's really something else to these kids, huh? It's enough to get him interested.]
...need any help?
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[That's not exactly the truth, but he's not sure how loyal Rude is to the organization. For the time being, he'll just stick to that little lie.]
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Any luck?
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The smile vanishes, but it's replaced with possibly something more valuable.]
I'll see what I can do.
[After all, it's not like he has anything to do here. Might as well dedicate himself to a cause worth fighting for.]
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[It doesn't take long for that to sink in and Mondo grins widely.]
Hell yeah!
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And I like you kids.
[And he does, really. In a way, he's reminded of his own junior Turks, how young and eager and determined they all were
to get themselves killedto succeed at their missions and prove themselves.But enlisting Rude's help can be quite...questionable. It'd probably be better if he cleared this up with Mondo before taking further action.]
Just one thing.
"Complete the mission anyway possible".
That's how I work.
You ok with that?
[Because he's not one to do things in half-measures. If he needs to beat someone up, blackmail, torture, even murder if the situation calls for such drastic action, he'll do it without so much as blinking an eye.]