Airship
Pawniard: <Hello, awkward personmon! And hello, annoying female! And yes, I altered our course.>
She's quite the exciting Pawniard.
Pawniard: <Can we go skydiving soon?>
Sure! But we don't have parachutes.
Pawniard: <Hmph.> -continues clinging to Onion, who doesn't seem to mind, strangely enough-
The zombies are coming, but it's okay, I've planned out what to do in exactly two thousand one hundred and nine semi-plausible situations.Jeff's TV
Bullpen
Quacky is dressed elegantly for some magnificent event, of which the others are not taking notice.
Riva: "Sorry, but I'm leaving already."
Dony: "What, C.I.Jay is going to dump you if you don't get there before midnight? Ooooof!" — is kicked.
Quack -swings two tickets: "B-but these are for the Hoenn Phillarmonic Orchestra. They are bringing the Holon Ballet for a performance of Bolero of Fire..."
Tibbs: "Another time, Quacky..."
Rowan -walks in and picks one of the tickets: "I think I'll take this one, fellow Doctor. We can chat about some stuff along the way."
Quacky: "Oh, will be a pleasure. Any subject that grinds your gears?"
Rowan -puts on a hat: "Ten year olds who believe they can save the world, really..."
Quacky: "Is that so? Lads these days. Lemme tell you about my assistant, Pimmy Jalmer..."
The two respectable eldermen walk away to the elevator, Tibbs chuckles. Then he walks to McBean's workstation and Tibbs-Slaps him.
McBean: "...Ow... I mean ow..."
Riva -finishes packing her stuff, looks impressed: "What was that for?"
Tibbs: "Not getting me a better Leerer." — picks up his coffe and walks away.
Dony: "Can't make the boss happy ever, eh, rookie?"
McBeen: "Leave me alone, I tried the entire internet. What did you want, bring here that Nidorina?"
Riva -stares blankly at nowhere for a moment: "...Could have made for an interesting competition if you had got both of them."
McBean groans and continues filling up his report as the other agents start leaving.
Fanfic Recs orwellianretcon'd: cutlocked for committee or for Google?Airship
...
Onion, you should probably train your Pawniard.
Amanita: ...?
Drift: -continues sniffing Pawniard-
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.Outside of Rex's House
Minty: <Here we are!>
Pastoria Gym, past
Rex: *recalls Mantisk and sends out...*
Nico: <Wheee~> *chitters* <...Hey! That is a nice mask!>
Canalave City
Rex: *wanders about, looking for Lina*
-During a commercial break, Jeff boots up his laptop and opens up Pidgin Pidgy-
edited 15th Feb '12 9:06:30 PM by Sixthhokage1
Latias: <I'm glad you enjoyed it, Daisy. Our night was wonderful, Pent. Thank you for asking!>
Airship
Pawniard: <Awkard Personmon, I don't need any training. I fought a legion of Hydreigon and lived! Also, may I taste you?>
You fought a legion of Hydreigon?
Pawniard: <Maybe. It all cut off when I fell in a creek off a cliff, so it may have been a dream.>
Sounds like it was a dream.
Pawniard: <Ridiculous. It seems much more likely to me I was fighting a legion of Hydreigon, and then Arceus automatically transported me to a river somewhere in the midst of the battle.>
Yes, much more likely. I suppose you were right.
Pawniard: <I'm glad you see things my way!> -hugs tighter-
The zombies are coming, but it's okay, I've planned out what to do in exactly two thousand one hundred and nine semi-plausible situations.Airship
Taste me and I'll sic my Weavile on you.
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.Gotta go to bed now. I was using my ipad to type.
edited 16th Feb '12 3:31:18 AM by Lilqueendaisy
LOVE IS STORED IN THE AXOLOTL!Airship
-Pawniard latches on to Every's face-
Pawniard: < NO ONE CAN SAVE YOU!>
Oh, Every, I think I see something on your face.
The zombies are coming, but it's okay, I've planned out what to do in exactly two thousand one hundred and nine semi-plausible situations.Airship
Amanita: -is torn between wanting to help and wanting to laugh-
AAAAAAHHGETITOFFGETITOFFGETITOFF— -flails and sends out Jab-
Jab: -decides to laugh-
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.-:) face-
edited 15th Feb '12 9:00:28 PM by Pentigan
It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.Airship, Every's Face
Pawniard: <>
-Onion yawns-
Pawniard: <Oh, you're the Weavile.> -is unconcerned, continues hugging Every's face- <Can you grab his legs for me? Also, can I taste you?>
The zombies are coming, but it's okay, I've planned out what to do in exactly two thousand one hundred and nine semi-plausible situations.Airship
Jab: <...No.>
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.Airship
Pawniard: <Oh. Can you at least grab his legs?>
Hey, Every, I'm going to look for Husk. You going to be okay for the next few minutes?
The zombies are coming, but it's okay, I've planned out what to do in exactly two thousand one hundred and nine semi-plausible situations.Airship
NO!
Jab: <...> -Brick Breaks the Pawniard-
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.-Jeff shuts down the laptop and goes to bed-
Airship
-the Pawniard falls off Every's face-
Pawniard: <Aww. It could have been so much fun!> -wanders off, slightly dazed but otherwise not showing signs of terrible agony-
The zombies are coming, but it's okay, I've planned out what to do in exactly two thousand one hundred and nine semi-plausible situations.Airship
Jab: <...Huh.>
@_@
Jab: -climbs onto Every's head- <:3>
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.Airship
Pawniard: -sneaks back in and Brick Breaks Jab in return, before running off wildly to find Onion, laughing psychotically-
The zombies are coming, but it's okay, I've planned out what to do in exactly two thousand one hundred and nine semi-plausible situations.Airship
Jab: -dodges due to being like twenty times faster than the Pawniard- <Nope.avi>
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.Airship
Not bad.
Pawniard: <Onion?>
Hmm?
Pawniard: <Oh. There you are. I just wanted to find you.>
Okay.
Pawniard: <So who's that awkward personmon?>
Every? He's a friend. I seem to be explaining who people are a lot lately...
Pawniard: <He's strange.>
Indeed.
The zombies are coming, but it's okay, I've planned out what to do in exactly two thousand one hundred and nine semi-plausible situations.Airship
Not you too...
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.Somewhere Much Different
Xakk: -is flying around, looking for somebody-
Airship
So you seemed to get acquainted well with Every.
Pawniard: <It was fun hugging his face!>
And for him, excruciatingly painful.
Pawniard: <Yeah, he got his Weavile to get me off.>
Jab? Oh. Was it hard for him?
Pawniard: <Not really. Brick Break.>
Ah. How much did it hurt?
Pawniard: -cheerfully- <A lot!>
The zombies are coming, but it's okay, I've planned out what to do in exactly two thousand one hundred and nine semi-plausible situations.
Artesia: "Has anyone seen...umm....Mr. Deikun...?"
Beaten-Up Narrator: I...haven't...Oww...
Narrator: Seriously. You brought it upon yourself. As for Mr. Deikun, I believe that's him right there.
-Casval comes upon the group, holding onto the the odd Pikachu, as well as being tailed by many more Pikachu.-
Casval: "Hey guys. Look what I found!"
Artesia: (is resisting the urge to cuddle the Pikachu)
Narrator: It looks a bit strange.
Narrator: I have to admit, Indeed it does.
Pikachu: (still sleeping)<Pika~>
-Everyone seems to take 30 damage.-
Artesia: "Ow! What was that?"
Narrator: I felt it too!
Narrator: That was unusual.
Casval: "I don't know what it is either, but after a while, you get used to it."
-And so, it's nefarious nature continues unnoticed.-
There is no night without dawn. The sun is always sure to rise.