one life pretending to be

[h2no]

WHO: archie + riptide! it's an open log!
WHERE: all cities
WHEN: all month
WHAT: generic opens + specific starters for those who want them
WARNINGS: will add if necessary, n/a



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archie / pokemon

[h2no]

america's next top best friend

[he feels a little guilty for it, but honestly... archie is kind of glad he isn't a part of aegis anymore. he doesn't envy the amount of work the agents probably have with this outbreak. small victories; at least this isn't like OTO. a grab for attention and money isn't the same as wanting to eradicate all imports, right?

...right.

archie may have tossed his lot in with impact, but it's not the same as aegis. he feels like he has more freedom - though that's a reflection of how he works himself, not so much the group itself. he doesn't feel too bad about ducking in and out of doing shit whenever he wants, with today's fight focused on the allergen. you see, when people get blasted by the guy's wind cannons full of their pollen, they drop everything and run. there is so much trash everywhere. archie does not like littering. the allergen must be stopped. the trash must be picked up.

he catches the guy leaving a store with his duffel bag full of stolen goods and immediately sends out crobat to counter any wind-based attacks. this is a good strategy! right up until archie runs forward and tackles the guy to the ground. his winnings spill out and crobat jumps backwards with a confused look on its face. why order it forward if you're just gonna jump into--]

FUCK!

[a loud shriek echoes down the street as archie is, predictably, blasted back into a wall with a loud crack. maybe offer help? laugh at him? swoop in and get this villain while he's distracted? up to you, hero!]

is it cake?

[something is sweeping the nation. something... sweet. a local baker in nonah is a very talented artist, well enough that they're able to decorate their cakes to look like hyper-realistic objects. they like to play a game called "is it cake?"

you can see where this going.

archie is pretty well known as an import by now-- he's sold out several times for money and has been in the public eye enough times for a variety of reasons that usually import fans can recognise him just on the street. this is one such occasion. he's getting two lemons shoved at him.]

Is it cake? Can you guess?

I don't eat cake. [...] No, that's a lie. Alright, the one on the left, aye?

[he takes a bite.

it was a normal lemon.

his soul is leaving his body, mouth full of lemon rind and juice.]

makes my OWN prompt

[fauxmarth]

Sorry-! Sorry...

[she calls apologies ahead of landing, carrying the takeout she volunteered to fetch. she looks harried, a bit distracted, but does make an effort to offer a smile while handing over Archie's share.]

It was busier than I expected, so I'm running behind...

BRO???!?!?

[h2no]

[archie's already there, having flown up on crobat. he's pretty relaxed, somehow, for a change. mightyena is curled up next to him on the gravel of the roof and crobat's sitting on the lip of it, back facing towards them. looking out over the city like some sort of cro-batman.]

I'm in no rush, [he says with a shrug.] If you gotta get back I can just drop this off at your place. Guzma should be in, yeah?

bruh

[fauxmarth]

Ah, mm...

[she hesitates at that, landing and standing idle for a beat before coming to sit down herself, giving Mightyena a pat along the way.]

It should be alright. He knows where I am.

[and who she's with...]

bro!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[h2no]

[mightyena boofs happily at that, tail thumping off the ground and kicking up some dust. archie just leans back, taking the packages off her and starting to lay them out.

he can't help but frown at the hesitance, though. he knows lucina well enough by now to know when something is bothering her.

not that... she's exactly hard to read, or anything.]

Okay. That's, uh. Are you guys alright? With each other.

america's next top best friend

[spaceforged]

[There's a scrape of metal on stone then the Black Lion drops down to land in front of Archie. As the wind laced with pollen shrieks out it stands firm, unbothered. It glances back at him then up at the roof.

Shiro is a big dragon, vast when he's trying to be terrifying. Right now, only his claws gripping the edge of the roof overhead are visible. Two sets one naturally black, the other metallic white.

Black opens its mouth and roars in open defiance and charges ahead, servicing as a decent distraction if Archie wants to take advantage of that.]

[h2no]

[archie's still dazed on the ground-- being smacked into the wall with razor cutting wind was... not a great time. fortunately he can self heal now, so that bleeding is slowly stopping as he's getting back to normal.]

Yo... Shiro... [he groans out, pulling himself up and staggering slightly.] Didja eat a nice cow on the... way here?

[give him a moment. he's taking a moment to get back into the action.]

[spaceforged]

[With Black weathering the wind blasts Shiro lifts his head up enough to look over the edge. He snorts, tendrils of lightning dancing on the air. He's far more at home in dragon shape than he used to be. He shifts until the tip of his tail hangs over the edge too.]

No, we can hit some bbq place after we're done. Did you break anything? We can give you time to recover.

[More than is already being bought.]

[h2no]

[despite being in a pathetic heap, archie isn't actually as injured as he looks or feels. he's mostly just winded-- that healing factor he got's already fixed the fractures.]

'm good. [takes a moment, but he pulls himself up.] Let's whup some ass, huh?

america's next top best friend. Beware the moody child

[silvallyant]

[Already in a mood, Gladion's not been taking much of anything from people lately. After all, two of his good friends suddenly disappeared and lost all contact with them. Ported out from what he's now learned, and he has not been taking it well at all.

It doesn't help that some villain named 'the allergen' has been running around and causing havoc, and Gladion just so happens to hear an oh so familiar voice yell out from below as he's flying on Crobat. Sneasel is immediately let out to jump right down on the guy with a chilling Icy Wind and a Metal Claw combination. Crobat dumps him off right next to Archie and backs up Sneasel with an Acrobatics.]

You look terrible, but Crobat and Sneasel can help out.

[h2no]

[between the two crobats and sneasel, allergen is quickly overwhelmed. archie gives a thumbs up from the ground, then rolls over and shoves a pokéball towards gladion.]

Gimme a minute. That's Muk-- tell him to block the... fuckin' windways or somethin', I don't know. Just use him as a shield.

Since it was never brought up in a thread, handwave that he's mentioned his powers at some point

[silvallyant]

[He nods, taking the ball and tossing it out to release the purple sludge monster, nearly gagging in the process. He'd forgotten how bad their line smelled and rathered the Alolan ones that didn't smell like a rotting Garbodor.]

Help them out! Do what you can to shield them!

[Turning back to Archie, he takes a few deep breaths to not pass out from the smell before he can get more words out.]

Do you need some help? I know you can heal but do you need extra help from my grass disc?

gotcha

[h2no]

Nah, I'm good.

[...

he tries to stand up and immediately coughs up a load of blood. hmm.]


...Alright, fuck it. Gimme that. Can ya see to Muk?

villain

[onederfulhero]

[All Might's been getting a nice workout, as the villains seem to be getting more and more numerous as this competition to be top hero goes on.

Unfortunately, sometimes it's hard to tell the difference between hero and villain, and here's one such instance- what in the world is that gigantic bat? But All Might relaxes a little when he recognizes Archie... then promptly has to hop in when he gets knocked backward.]

Archie, are you injured?

[h2no]

Jus' a couple... broken bones! [he groans, rolling over. crobat flits over and unceremoniously shoves all might out the way, then helps archie up with a wing.] No time like the... present to check out... new power, huh?

[he'll be fine. he's just winded, mostly.]

Gimme a minute. Almost back to normal...!

[because, you know, allergen will wait.]

[onederfulhero]

[All Might looks a little miffed at being pushed out of the way, but whatever the gigantic bat is, clearly it's some sort of protector or familiar, and part of him idly wonders if it's like Tokoyami's Dark Shadow, before he's brought back to the present by the sound of a villain cursing them and revving a leafblower.

He steps in front of Archie.]

Attention, small-time criminal! I am All Might and you will not be able to push me around in such a fashion!

[To demonstrate, All Might punches into the ground, leaving a crater.]

So try your worst!

[h2no]

Yeah! [archie's pulled up and leans on crobat, whooping behind all might. kind of like a kid letting their older sibling do the fighting.] Fuck him up, All Might!

cake

[continuousgroaning]

[Tina's inside the novelty cake shop when she hears a small commotion outside and pokes her head out, a cake pop styled like a golf ball in her hand.]

... Got the real thing, huh? Or do you just not like fondant?

[h2no]

[unceremoniously, archie opens his mouth and lets the solid bite of lemon fall out and onto the ground. it is grossnasty, but he is a grossnasty man.]

At least fondant is edible. That rind tasted like a sock.

[continuousgroaning]

[Tina wrinkles her nose a little at that, but she's also seen grosser things in her time with Team Skull.]

Well, at least it wasn't a real golf ball...? But then again, I'm not sure anything could taste worse than socks. Especially not when you're expecting cake, or a refreshing bite of lemon at the very least.

[h2no]

I feel like I could trust myself to know if a golf ball was cake immediately.

[then again, he did bite a lightbulb for no reason.]

...Biting lemon is meant to be refreshing? I thought it was disgustingly sour!

riptide / transformers

[knaval]

deja vu, i've been in this place before

[it's a nice day in heropa. sunny, slight breeze. clear air, though still humid as it always is in florida. aside from things being a little more active thanks to the on-going next top hero contest that's gripped all the porter cities, it seems to be a normal da--

never mind. that's a big blue sports car that's flipped upside down and wiggling its wheels in the air. is there a driver? that can't be good for their health. there's blue paint across the tarmac where riptide leaned too hard into turning and flipped himself - to be clear, the driver is the car - to skid across the ground and come to rest on the pavement.

doesn't look like anyone's hurt. he didn't hit anyone and nothing is on fire.

investigate? you'll hear a voice coming from the car after a moment, anyway:] ...I hate physics.

the floor is lava

[one of riptide's powers is the ability to change into a human at will. he's done that, right now. there's a 6'6" and incredibly lanky guy with a blue mohawk in one of the heropa parks, hanging off the monkey bars.

the floor is lava, that's the current challenge. you gotta give a couple dollars to try and get across without touching the gravel of the pit. riptide's had to hook his legs forward and over the edge of the structure to avoid being dropped out of the competition.

he's kind of stuck. this set up was made with adults in mind, so he's not taking anything from kids, but he's still stupidly tall. still stuck.

it's fine. he'll just hang here for a while.]

[governorkang]

[Kang is out for a walk when he comes across this scene, and he stands to watch, curious.]

Huh. My kids played something like this, but it wasn't lava, it was acid.

[knaval]

[he looks over, shifting to hang upside down. riptide's tall enough that his hair brushes the ground-- at least if he falls into the lava it won't be a long drop.]

Why acid? Acid is boring.

[governorkang]

I asked them that myself. They said they were training in case one of their kapak friends died next to them in battle, so they wouldn't die too.

[He says this as if it's completely normal.]