Hajime: "Yeah, they're nice..."
"It's why I got into raising grass types, really."
"life is just a series of increasingly canon-eluding ao3 tags" ~ everydunsparce "Keep your hellfruit away from me, tempter" ~ also Every
See ya
Savannah: O-oh? My starter is a grass-type.
I'm done here.
Hajime: "Oh? Cool!"
"Could I meet them?"
"life is just a series of increasingly canon-eluding ao3 tags" ~ everydunsparce "Keep your hellfruit away from me, tempter" ~ also Every
See ya
Savannah: Oh, sure.
-She throws a Poké Ball, and a Chikorita comes out. She smiles.-
Willard: <Hello, person! Might I ask what your name is?>
I'm done here.
The GM House, Kitchen
Cun Annwn: <You got a ball!>
-Cun jumps into the pile, grabs the Espeon by the scruff, and drags the poor Psychic-Type off like a lost puppy.-
The GM House, Foyer
-Ludmilla is overwhelmed with literally palpable shyness that seems to coat her in a grey coat. Deziree frowns and is about to say something before Cun pushes past her with an Espeon in his mouth.-
Cun Annwn: <Ah wa' to' dis' puppeh hath a ba'. Ah can' fin' i'!>
-Ludmilla blinks at the curious sight of the massive canine with a relatively small feline(?) in his mouth.-
Atlas
The GM House
Belinda: Oh my goodness gosh Klaus!
(She rushes over and gently prises the Espeon from Cun's jaws.)
Belinda: Oh gosh what happened?
Klaus: <Tried to teleport. Missed my target.> @_@
Tastes better on the way back down.
The GM House
-Cun walks over and starts licking Klaus's face all up and down. This fervor of friendliness eventually extends to Belinda, under the misguided assumption that she would have a ball if the strange pink cat-thing did not.-
Cun Annwn: <Ballballballball...>
-So now there's a big ol' Stoutland licking Belinda's face like only a massive, happy dog can.-
-Ludmilla giggles, and the subconscious coat of ennui around her disappears.-
Atlas
The GM House
(Klaus mrowls indignantly and teleports away again at the unwanted licking, leaving Belinda to bear the brunt of Cun's affection. She giggles.)
Belinda: H-hey, stop that! I don't have a ball!
Tastes better on the way back down.
Hajime: "Uh, hey, I'm Hajime."
Buddy: <You can call me 'Buddy'.>
Haru: <Haru.>
Gogie: "Uh..."
-He starts searching his person for spherical objects that the occupants of which won't mind being tossed-
-He eventually realizes he's carrying some Great Balls-
Gogie: Wait... all of us have trainers or aren't going to caught by this, presumably, so...
-He takes out the Great Ball and displays it-
Gogie: -to Cun- "Uh, maybe a bit unorthodox, but would this do?"
-Wherever Ever is, he or someone close to him may or may not receive some sort of letter-
edited 22nd Jan '17 4:39:27 AM by CorvusAtrox
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Dunsparce Cloud
Resort Area
-Ever picks up the letter and uses Letter to open it-
Letter: <This is a misuse of my skills!>
Ever: It's in your name, though.
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.
-Inside is a letter on some sort of will-o-wisp themed parchment-
Dear Ever,
Hi, how are ya?
It was nice to talk to you earlier and I heard stuff about you earlier and decided to give a write.
Anyway, heard you got attacked by a Latios and something about Jims? Anyway, since you probably didn't actually survive that, I wanted to be one of the people to welcome you to the wonderful word of the undead. As a welcome gift and thanks for earlier, I've got some concert passes inside if we're ever in the same area and you, your girlfriend, or anyone else wants to come see some stuff.
But, yeah, thanks if you come to my concert and, even if not, enjoy your death!
Your friend,
Ember
edited 22nd Jan '17 7:49:50 AM by CorvusAtrox
"life is just a series of increasingly canon-eluding ao3 tags" ~ everydunsparce "Keep your hellfruit away from me, tempter" ~ also Every
Dunsparce Cloud
Resort Area
Ever: Aww, that's sweet. I should go tell Mezzo so we can go to the next concert.
Salamence: <You don't think it's a little creepy that she seems to want you dead?>
Ever: I think that's normal.
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.
The GM House, Saturday Night
Cun Annwn: <BALL!>
-Cun jumps up and plants his paws on Gogie's shoulders, licks his face a few times for good measure, and then grabs the Great Ball out of Gogie's hand and runs off.-
Dune: ... Maybe I should play with him more.
-Deziree taps her watch.-
Deziree: We need to get going - there's food in the kitchen but respect Champloo's space, the entertainment system is in the family room but don't touch Anja's turntable, and the list of emergency personnel on staff is in the hallway.
-She points to the big whiteboard spanning a good portion of the hallway. Most of the spots for medical needs - or most of the spots in general - are occupied by one big name: "DOOMSDAY".-
-Gogie's face is licked and he just kind of maintains the same position as he heads off-
Gogie: "Uh... gotcha, probably best if I stay out of the kitchen, then..."
-He looks at the indicated spots, noting them for future reference-
"life is just a series of increasingly canon-eluding ao3 tags" ~ everydunsparce "Keep your hellfruit away from me, tempter" ~ also Every
That's just how it is on this bitch of an earth
GM House, Last Night
"Noted..." Daydre looks over at the spots indicated.
That's a lot of names... Wait. Who's Doomsday?
off the shits
Atlas
The GM House
(For now, Belinda just stays near Ludmilla - she'll head into the house when her charge does. Klaus, meanwhile, limps back to his usual place at her side.)
Tastes better on the way back down.
The Wanderer
GM House, yesterday
So the time loop has come full circle...
Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.
The GM House
-Dune gives Ludmilla quick hug as he and Deziree quickly try and head to Deziree's newest "Modular Hover Vehicle, Redux".-
-Yes, it's shortened to, "MHVR".-
-Yes, Deziree pronounces it, "mover".-
-No, there is no irony in that statement.-
-And with that, Dune and Deziree are gone, and Ludmilla just kinda looks around at everyone before heading inside and sitting on the couch in the family room.-
Anyways Here's Darude Sandstorm
Des is making smores for everybody over a fire.
GIVE ME YOUR FACE
-Gogie smells the campfire smell and that of smores probably coming from outside-
Gogie: "Uh, so... what do we want to do?"
"life is just a series of increasingly canon-eluding ao3 tags" ~ everydunsparce "Keep your hellfruit away from me, tempter" ~ also Every
That's just how it is on this bitch of an earth
GM House Last Night
"... I'm not sure. Usually when I babysit I just do my own thing and make sure the kids don't burn the house down. Maybe we should ask what she wants to do..?"
off the shits
Bona-Fide Mastah
Relic Clearing, yesterday
Jason:Right...
-He tosses out the ball, releasing the Mismagius-
Shadow Sylph: <What do you want now? Another pep talk? Or perhaps some of those nauseating oils? What now?!>
-She looks around-
<This place...my lord has warned me about this place! You intend to drive away my power!>
-Jason remains stoic-
Gogie: "...Right, uh, yeah, that question should be directed at you, especially, Ludmilla, so... any preference?"
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Blitz: -flatly-
"Nice to see you again, Sylph. How have you been?"
edited 22nd Jan '17 4:44:23 PM by BlitzTrain
Savannah: I like flowers.
I'm done here.