France | Francis Bonnefoy
[There is no other warning except, perhaps, your ears, which might pick up France's resounding, triumphant shout of -]

FREEDOM!!!

[The scene opens to a most happy France. Very happy, indeed. Yes, he's so happy, in fact, it appears he's decided to run through Goldenrod, laughing and trapezing about, a blond, cat-like tail swishing happily behind his stark naked body.]

[Yes, Johto. This is the infamous Republic of France, Nation of Beauty, Light, and, most importantly, Liberty.]

[He's somehow gotten blond cat ears; whether or not their fake is very hard to discern. He appears to be sparkling à la Edward Cullen, most obviously naked as the day he was born (although whether Nation are born or something else is unclear). Thankfully, it appears there is a conveniently-placed rose over his crotch, but that doesn't distract from the otherwise stark nakedness. In fact, it makes it even more apparent.]
 
 
Current Mood: ecstatic
Current Location: goldenrod city
 
 
France | Francis Bonnefoy
I had... a very strange dream...

The calendar says that three days have gone by. My left leg buckled when I tried to get up today, and my head feels like I've been hit with a sledgehammer.

Have I been ill?

When I woke, I... I thought...

I thought I could smell lilies...




[The 'Gear comes on to show Marianne's fuzzy red face. She looks worried, at least from the downturn of her dark eyes, before picking up the 'Gear. She brings it to an angle that captures France, who is lying in his bed in the Violet City Pokemon Center, staring listlessly at the ceiling. This is all the 'Gear picks up for a good few minutes before France turns his head slowly to the side, gazing with the same apathetic expression at Marianne and the 'Gear.]

Marianne...

[France sighs and sits up, a hand going briefly to the left side of his head and eyes fluttering as if the movement has made him dizzy. He reaches out and beckons Marianne over. The camera briefly catches France's two adopted Drifblims, Kai and Drifblim, and David hovering around the foot of the bed before it's switched off.]
 
 
Current Location: violet city
Current Mood: sick
 
 
France | Francis Bonnefoy
27 November 2010 @ 01:06 pm
[The camera fizzles on and the image blurs for a moment before focusing on... darkness.]

W-where...?

[The 'Gear wobbles, and France comes onto screen. He looks slightly singed, dazed, and confused, and the left side of his head is covered in blood, leaking steadily from his ear; he appears to have hit his head extremely hard somehow. Surprisingly, he isn't crying, probably in shock. He stares uncomprehendingly at the screen before the 'Gear drops unceremoniously to the ground, bouncing to land on its side upside-down. You can see France's feet--bare and the left heel scraped badly--weaving awkwardly around in confused circles.]

Hello?

A-anyone?

[France sits down, the camera only catching his left side and shoulder, where blood is starting to stain the white fabric of his chef's uniform jacket.]

Help... me...?
 
 
Current Mood: numb
Current Location: National Park