Dr. Peter Venkman (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
neverstudied) wrote2018-12-24 11:04 pm
neverstudied) wrote2018-12-24 11:04 pm
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Victory Road IC Inbox
"Hey, this is Dr. Peter Venkman- I'm probably busy. If you're calling about something stupid done by a Dr. Egon Spengler or a Dr. Ray Stantz, I'm sorry for whatever they did. Leave a message and I'll get back to you as soon as I can."
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I am also sleeping with a man in a hotel room.
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Anyone in the cabin next to him on this ferry will hear him giggling hysterically while he tries to come up with a reply to this message.]
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I didn't know you had it in you spengs
is ray with you? did you just BOTH seduce this guy?
... and is he hot
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january 29th
Venkman. I have a question regarding psychology that I was hoping you could answer, if you have the time.
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End of body swap
Guess who got Egon to dance with them willingly? ;-)
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how willingly
"tricked him into it" willingly, "life or death situation" willingly, "we did it for science" willingly...
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feb 18th, on the magnet train
On the train ride back, Egon busied himself with creating a sort of rudimentary pouch to hold the egg while keeping his hands free. He's tied a wide scarf around his neck and let the egg rest in the sling. He looks absolutely ridiculous, but hey, at least now he can take notes. With one arm wrapped around the other egg, he flips through his notebook, pausing occasionally and jotting down a few more notes or making addendum to his month-old theories. Ray appears to be sleeping peacefully next to Venkman.
Egon taps his pencil against his chin and looks out the window, quirking an eyebrow.]
We're almost back at Goldenrod. [A pause.] That Meowth egg you have seems to be close to hatching.
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He's got his own eggs wrapped up in a jacket in his lap- the Meowth egg closest to his chest. It's a far cry from Egon's efficient system, and it'll be hell to try to juggle them all in his hands later, but it's fine. Ray can help carry them.]
Mhmm. I wonder if your petri dish in the fridge- the one full of sewer gunk- grew anything. Not that you'll really be able to tell any of it apart.
Should be hatching today- these guys are supposed to take a few more days, but I read that keeping eggs around Pokemon with the Flame Body ability hatch faster, so I've been getting Bond to sit with the eggs whenever I can.
[The egg in question wriggles again, and Venkman puts a hand on it. It's warm to the touch, and he smiles a little.]
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like, 3/11 or something
Peter, would allow me some time to study the extent of Sigourney's psychic powers? I intend to compare her abilities to Kölliker's and whether the method I have conducted is effective with other species of Psychic Pokémon.
[He's not wearing his glasses for some reason. Don't worry about it.]
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The Vulpix, Jodie, is curled up beside Rue and idly licks at his shoulder in a reassuring sort of way.
It takes Venkman a few seconds to even really acknowledge Egon is there, and even longer to reply- clearly, this is taking up a lot of his attention.]
What? Yeah, sure. [A beat.] Wait, how're you planning to test her?
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sometime after ray was dumb and broke his leg
Venkman. Wake up.
[The bedroom is pitch dark save for the rays of light seeping in from the living room. The real question is how Egon managed to squirm out of Venkman's grasp without waking him.]
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Whaaaaaaaat?
[Then, after he has a few seconds to think about the circumstances-]
Somethin' wrong with Ray?
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After ray was dumb and broke his leg
However, Ray wasn’t one who liked to take it easy, especially with these pain medications they gave him.
While Gaige and Egon are out probably blowing themselves up, Ray turns over to Venkman.]
Peeeete.
Can I please go out and do experiments with Egon?
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Oh, I dunno, Ray. Can you walk without crutches?
[Crutches which Venkman has strategically placed far, far away from Ray. Is it mean of him? Probably, but this is far from the only time he's seen Ray with a broken bone, and every goddamn time, Ray tries to run off and get himself killed again.
At least Ray's not alone- Garfield's fast asleep beside him, purring softly.]
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Sometime in the afternoon, while the boys are lounging about in the hotel room, a quiet, mechanical sounding noise can be heard from the other room, sort of like a computer fan humming. The humming grows louder, and a strange Pokémon floats into the room, gliding along and bobbing its head back and forth like a drinking bird. It doesn't seem to notice Venkman or Ray as it glides straight towards the wall. Just when it looks like it's about to crash, it pauses in its flight, lets out a pleasant chime, then turns to select a different path.
It begins to move towards the corner of the room, and when it draws close to the wall, it beeps again and turns. Only...it's facing the other wall now. It beeps, turns, and tries again. No dice. The poor thing is stuck turning around, and around, and around, and around....
Egon pokes his head in through the door, frowning at the Porygon2.]
Not again.
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Egon, did you break the Pokemon I got you for Valentine's? 'Cause I don't think there's refunds at the casino.
[His Mimikyu appears completely unphased, on the other hand. Kirby skitters over and reaches out a tendril to Q*Bert, intending to spin them in place until they're facing away from the walls.]
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I’m so sorry, Venkie. I really should have considered your feelings more.
[... ok.]
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Why, it's Lambton, the extremely friendly Dratini--sorry, Dragonair. He's thirteen feet long and he's wrapping all thirteen feet around one of his dads, because he just loves him so much and wants attention now and Egon's not giving him the attention he wants.
Egon is nowhere to be seen. He's probably working on something in the other room, judging from the weird noises that keep coming from the kitchen.]
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Egon-
[He can't yell, and his voice is probably way too raspy for Egon to hear. Venkman changes tactics.]
Lambton, ease up- leggo of me!
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4/28
Peter. Peter, look at this.
[He shoves a blue shrimp-like creature right in Venkman's face. The Clauncher blinks, her antenna waving about gently and clicking her claws as a greeting. Her large claw remains half-open, like a cowboy waiting to draw his pistol. Resting in his other arm is a round, centipede-like creature, staring at Venkman like a cat observing its prey.]
Remember the pistol shrimp I obtained earlier this week? Based on what you have told me about American Western culture and historical figures, I have finally settled on a name for her--Doc Holliday. What do you think?
[Doc clicks her claw at Venkman, tilting her head towards him.]
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Venkman, however, does- his face crumples in mild disgust as the shrimp is shoved into his face. He's about to tell Egon to get her away from him when his words sink in.]
You named her...?
[His whole demeanor changes, and he gently plucks Doc out of Egon's hand, holding her up above him.]
Doc Holliday shot me once!
[He sounds way too delighted about that.]
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[Ray's new Drampa (whom Ray has been affectionately calling just "grandpa") wasn't entirely sure what to think of this "Venkman" yet. Ray told him a bit about these strangers, but "Grandpa" likes to make his own judgement on people. He's seen kids been bullied a lot by people they've considered friends in the past, so he's going to be gently wary of Venkman and Egon for awhile.
Ray meanwhile, is cuddling Goomy (whom Ray's been calling "Big Sis"), and chatting with Venkman.]
It's a shame you weren't with me in Blackthorn City! There were so many cool dragons there! It's a week long trip through the Ice Cave, but after going there I think it's worth it!
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[Venkman settles a little closer to Ray on the couch, giving the Goomy a look as he does so. He hasn't commented on her yet- he's been mostly trying to ignore her for the time being.]
You and Spengs both have one or two dragons so far, don't you? I gotta catch up at some point.
[Elsewhere in the room, his growing horde of cats are playing. Regina, his newly-evolved Luxio, is trying to play with her favorite toys from when she was a Shinx. Sadly, she still doesn't know her own strength,and she keeps accidentally tearing them up and getting frustrated. Nermal and Tarantula, having been there before, are trying to give her pointers, but she keeps insisting she knows what she's doing and doesn't need help.
Garfield is napping.]
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[text; a few days after 4th Wall]
i get that egon is smart and all
you don't need to give me his nerd cred
but is he really just stubborn
or completely stupid in anything that doesn't involve SCIENCE
[Congrats Venkman, you're now pretty much the go-to guy for Lena's venting when it comes to the weird shit that happens when she runs into Egon]
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Venkman's only got Ray in this universe, and Ray tends to take Egon's side when it comes to incredibly idiotic science misadventures. It's nice to have someone else who actually recognizes that Egon isn't always the "smartest" of the 'busters.
... Plus, he's glad to hear from Lena, anyway. He's been a little worried since the shadow incident over the weekend.]
stubborn AND stupid AND smart. no idea how he does it
so: whatd he do this time, how bad was it, and do i have to make him apologize
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6/2 ish
Hey Venkie, I got a surprise for you!
[Accept the bait y/n?]
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If it's wet and slimy, I don't wanna see it. Put it back outside where you found it.
[Nermal blinks sleepily up at Ray, purring as he kneads Venkman's chest.]
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Early June
What is a bigger problem, however, is the fact that he keeps showing everyone his babies constantly like an extremely doting parent.
So no matter if Venkman is working, watching something, or even sleeping, Ray is just going to shove a Kabuto in his face.]
Isn't this little guy cute, Venkie? I would die for him!
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I told ya the last few times, Ray- I've seen him, he's not cute, and I don't wanna see him again.
[He turns back to the TV. The Zorua in his lap stretches and yawns, blinking one eye open to watch the Kabuto. She seems quietly delighted by the fact that her trainer clearly dislikes the Pokemon in Ray's hands, and curls up even closer, leaning into his touch.]
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post camp alpha, july 25?
Of course, not everyone on Egon's team is willing to cooperate. Sometime in the afternoon, while Venkman is in their hotel room, Egon will suddenly burst in through the door, his clothes slightly smoldering and his face covered in soot. His glasses are askew on his weary face as he marches towards Venkman.]
You have experience training bird-like Pokémon.
[Not a question.]
I need your help, please.
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I am, yeah. Whaddya need?
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8/8 or something
Also, I would like to advise you that once we arrive, it would be prudent to give Ray more affection to make up for your "betrayal" that he has been complaining about consistently for the past few days.
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thats the plan
you dont think i'd let him complain forever do you
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8/23
However, in these past few days he's seemed a little quiet he still seemed pretty cheerful and chatty, but there were long moments where he would just fall silent as he watched the others, almost contemplative. If the others asked, Ray would just brush it off as him spacing out and continue on.
Today was no different. Ray was having a quiet afternoon patting Annie when his patting suddenly stalls, and his gentle smile turns more wistful.
Venkman was the only one in their hotel room right now along with him, and Ray turns to look at him. Whatever Venkman's doing right now, he will be interrupted by his partner gently calling out to him.]
Hey Peter...? Can I ask you something?
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All that said...]
Yeah? What's up?
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After a few moments, there's a startled noise and a loud CRASH, followed by an ominous buzzing sound. Egon rushes back out of the room, slamming the door behind him and leaning against it.
There's a loud THUD as something heavy hits the wall. The buzzing grows louder. Egon glances over to Venkman and then back towards the door. In an utterly unconcerned voice, he says--]
Nothing to worry about.
[--thought Venkman will definitely hear a small hint of worry in his voice.]
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What experiment went wrong this time, and is it gonna require us to fork out a few thousand bucks in repairs to the hotel?
[A plaintive mew from the kitten held captive. It goes unheard.]
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9/10 or something
Tonight, Egon spends the time thinking. This isn't unusual in the sense of the action itself--after all, most of these late night hours are spent thinking, usually about scientific theories or unsolved formulas or something in a similar vein. Tonight is unusual in the fact Egon allows himself to engage in sentimental thought for more than a few minutes. His thoughts are disjointed and confusing more often than not--which is why he usually prefers to devote his time to scientific endeavors, instead. Much more defined goals and conditions, with only a lack of knowledge clouding the process.
Egon feels a familiar old voice nagging in the back of his head about maintaining focus and brushing away such trivial things, but he ignores it as he's learned to do so. He makes his way back to the tents and sleeping bags. When he gets to the foot of Venkman's sleeping bag, he allows himself to linger for a few minutes, staring down at the man with an unreadable expression on his face.
He stands there for a while.]
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The only thing he can see is a figure, hidden in shadow, looming over him impassively. Unmoving. Unyielding. Venkman inhales sharply through his nose and jerks back reflexively, struggling to escape the sleeping bag in his barely-conscious state.]
Christ-
[It's only when he's halfway to wriggling free of the sleeping bag that years of living with Egon catches up to Venkman's brain, and he freezes. He looks over to Ray, then Winston, then the unoccupied area where Egon should be. A grimace.]
If I didn't know better, I'd say you do this on purpose just to watch me panic.
[His voice is a low rasp, not wanting to wake up the other two, as he glares blearily up at Egon.]
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sometime around 9/15?
Hey, Pete! I went out to pick up an egg from the center... and I figured, "Hey, it's a nice day out today, I might as well take a walk".
...and I'm glad I did- just found something real special on Route 25. For a moment, I thought about sending a picture, but I think you'd appreciate it a lot more in person!
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Probably.
Venkman takes a few minutes to notice and reply to the message, but he calls Winston back when he does.]
What kind of "something special" are we talking about here?
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Post Halloween event
Sure, he's glad he and Venkman were taken by his building friend to stop the Aether foundation's plans, but he's so exhausted now, which is rare for him.
When they finally find a room for the night (or... day). Ray collapses in his bed and clings to the first person that's there.
Which happens to be Venkman.]
What a day, huh?
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Really was. Remind me not to tag along the next time a building tries to take you places.
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new year's day
[In his hazy state of mind, he hastily sends Venkman two messages back-to-back.]
Pepter have you seen my dunspars
Dunsparce Peter
cw alcohol
At the sound of his Pokegear's notification, he's awake- but only in the broadest sense of the term. As a result his first message back is a little...]
whothe fuc
textign me this early
[Then, once he fights through the pounding headache, squints at the Pokegear message, and recognizes just who the fuck is texting him this early:]
wisnton where did you go
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[cw: alcohol for the rest of the thread probably]
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Honeymoon!!
While he's been trying to spend a good chunk of his time being with his new husbands, this is Ray, and he gets distracted pretty easily. He ends up spending pretty much all morning and a good chunk of the afternoon exploring the ski resort they're staying in and training his Pokemon, and he only comes back to his room when he realizes he needs to eat lunch.
He knew Peter didn't want to go out today, he whined about getting cold over breakfast, so he expected him to be there when he got back.]
Hey Peter, guess what? I'm back!
[He sounds so painfully chipper.]
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Venkman tugs one of the blankets closer to his body, shivering violently.]
It's about time. How can ya even stand this weather?
[Blackthorn in March, it seems, is not agreeable to him. And he still hasn't quite gotten over the chill of trekking through the Ice Path, which doesn't help his case.]
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cw: just putting a blanket warning for nsfw implications for probably the rest of this thread
this is hell
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