lackingbeauty | ♕ 002 // Action for Goldenrod (Circus)

-ere.

[Beast, for anyone who remembers her first broadcast some time ago, seems to have gotten the hang of the PokéGear, holding it so that it better shows her from the shoulder up, outside Eve's Garden Circus in Goldenrod.]

Reckon that's workin' now. Ye can 'ear me an' such.

[She looks. Irritated? Stern? Strained? Maybe it's just her face.]

Been 'ere longer 'n I care t'be, but apparently that isn' about to change, so I'll introduce myself proper.

Name's Beast. Animal tamer by trade. [She snorts a bit derisively before muttering under her breath-] Though looks like everyone 'n their brother is claimin' t'be the same in this place.

Any 'ow, I figured to thank the people who tried to talk t'me when I first arrived. Ye'll forgive I weren' exactly the 'appiest woman at the time, seein' as I think takin' that sort a arrival calmly might mean yer off in the 'ead.

Didn' get most a yer names, but I appreciate what ye done.

[Which is the closest she'll come to apologizing for how she treated some of you. Take it or leave it.]

That said, 'll be takin' up at the circus time bein'. 'd like t' 'ave a few words with anyone who considers themself a part a that. In person, preferably. This gear'll do if yer away.

Good day t'ye.

[Look at that- so polite.]

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That's pretty cool. I bet with that kinda skill you could have this whole place under your thumb if you wanted to. I mean, I wake up with a walking volcano and seven months later he still doesn't listen to me! What a jerk, huh?

[But she speaks with an odd fondness in her tone. She may not get along with Diet Cola or approve of his activities, but there have definitely been times she's considered herself lucky to have him around.]

I'm not really made for raising animals or doing circus-y things, anyway. I'm a ~~[coded]~~ born racer!

A walkin' volcano? That somethin' from yer... "World", 'r somethin'?

[Yeah, Beast actually... doesn't know what a volcano is. Oops. But... she definitely doesn't mind this kid so far. She's wary of youngsters these days, but this girl seems to still have some sort of honesty in her- unlike most kids in her life.]

Racer? Racin' what?

Nah. I met him here. [Unfortunately, Vanellope's just pretty sure Beast is talking about Camerupt in general.] I mean, yeah where I'm from there's this level with a volcano, but s'far as I know no other place has got any that stomp around.

[Prepare yourself for this little girl looking even more hyped.]

Karts! I even built my own, once! Wish I could find one here, but once I get the hang of my horse, I bet I'll be the best racer on her, too.

Right... But what the 'ell is a "volcano" in the first place?

[Even the word sounds funny. "Volcano".

"Karts" is another word that almost escapes her. Carriages? Carts to her are like... For mining or transporting cargo you can't race them. Carriage racing probably? Certainly not those motor wagons- Beast had only seen one her whole life, and it was far too expensive for a kid to have access to one-]

What's a kid yer age doin' racin'? Ye need money?

You don't know what a volcano is? [She shakes her head in disbelief, but it lacks the insult of disappointment.] It's like... This mountain with really hot stuff in it, and sometimes it explodes! It's pretty cool, but you don't wanna be close to one when it happens.

[Vanellope laughs at that. Technically it was true, but she'd needed the money to participate in the race.]

It's fun! Everyone back in Sugar Rush is either a racer or a fan of racing, so once I get back there? Smooth sailing. [She hoped anyway.] And until then? This place is cool. I like it.

... Don' 'ave one a them in London, that's fer sure.

[A exploding hot mountain? Sounds like something out of one of those sailor's travel tales. - And considering those often contained mermaids, she doubted their veracity.]

Everyone?

[She figures it's a kid thing- that everyone the girl idolized was a racer or something, they can't all be racers, right?]

Reckon if ye wan' to, that's fine 'n all...

If you wanna see one, I could go find Diet Cola! He loves exploding.

[Well, it was more that was just more likely to listen to her if he had the chance at causing destruction, but details didn't matter.]

What 'bout you? How come you became an animal tamer?

[Diet Cola was her... animal? Pokemon? Right? In that case-]

Nah, nah- I'm fine. Really.

[More like, she's not reacting well to Pokemon...

That question, though. If she were being honest, it was "because we needed one". "Because Father said it suited me". But this is a kid. And it was too personal.]

In't it obvious? I was born to wrestle with tigers, s'why.

...That's so cool.

[Her best friend can break just about anything, but wrestling tigers is a new one, and even if she'd never really though about it before, Vanellope's clearly impressed.]

What can I say? S' a livin'.

[Making it look easy is sort of part of the job.]

And your name is cool, too!

[Since she hasn't met anyone who builds racecars around here, Beast is probably one of the most exciting people she's seen so far.]

Did you always have that name? I mean, you said you were born to wrestle tigers, and that's a pretty tiger-wrestler-y name, huh? But I guess people here aren't used to names like that, they want everybody to be named all boring things, like Sue and Bob instead of Poprocks.

Nah, "Beast" is a name ye earn. Ye can' be born with somethin' like that, after all.

["Earning it" is the child safe version of that story, anyway.]

What's yer name, kid?

Ooh...

[She's...really not sure how names actually work for most of the world, so she's suitably impressed.]

Vanellope von Schweetz, at your service!

[Now.

That is a name. Beast takes a stab based on the "Von".]

German, are ye?

♕ 002 // Action for Goldenrod (Circus)

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