-Fool is too angry to hear Pentigan right now. However, the effort of shaking Pentigan silly has made Fool tired, Fool then proceeds to fall to the ground, asleep. Dropping Pentigan in the process-
Zzzzz....
I'm having to learn to pay the price-Lands, manages to drag Fool and Anom somewhere more comfortable and then starts searching through my bag for my other set of clothing-
It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.-Felicity Sniffs the air-
<Felicity>: <Pentigan? Pentigan is that you? Whey did Anom and master's (an yours for that matter) scent change? Why was everyone's voice ether higher or deeper than before? Why was master so mad at you?
This is strange.>
I'm having to learn to pay the price-Is getting changed-
It's complicated Felicity. Lot of stuff you weren't around for.
It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.<Felicity>: <I was right here this whole time Pentigan.>
<I heard talk of an amulet. What is an amulet? What does it look like?>
I'm having to learn to pay the priceAn amulet is something you wear around your neck, a bit of metal attached to a string.
-Steps out of the room I was changing in, I am now wearing my tighter black outfit, switching a trenchcoat for a leather jacket and my normal black sneakers for boots-
In this case, that amulet was enchanted.
It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.<Felicity>: <I see... Well, actually I don't see...>
<Goonight Pentigan>
-Felicity falls asleep-
I'm having to learn to pay the priceRight, forgot about that...
-Heads up to the controls to find someplace to park the boat for the night-
It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.On an island
- Latias has guided Ribbons back to civilization -
Latias: <Here we go!> (takes on human form again)
Ribbons: <Thanks, Latias.> (the ribbon like feelers on her body flash white) <Oh, I think DS and her Pokémon may be here!>
Latias: Oh, how cool! I'd like to go with you and see them, but I should really go find my sister. Maybe I can see them later?
Ribbons: (smiles) <I'm sure she'd like that. Bye for now!>
Latias: Bye! (runs off)
- Ribbons begins looking for me -
Meanwhile, at a hotel not too far away from Ribbons' current position
- Looking at Artemis and Mira's pokeballs and Silvermist's Net ball with a smile on my face -
I'm glad we finally got them back.
Tulip: (sighs) <I can't believe we went through all that trouble, only for Volcarona to tell us that they were perfectly fine all along, yes!>
- Pets Tulip -
Hey, don't worry about it. At least we're together again.
- Releases the other three from their pokeballs -
Artemis: <Huh, what?>
Odette: <Artemis! Mira!>
Artemis: <Odette!> (hugs her) <Oh, it's so good to see you again, sweetie.>
Mira: (nods) <Yes. It is good to see you are unharmed, Odette. We were worried about you.>
Odette: (grins) <Look what I can do now!> (sprays water in Artemis' face)
Silvermist: (tries not to laugh at that)
Artemis: (looks surprised for a moment, before smiling) <Oh, you've finally figured out your Water Gun attack! I'm so proud of you!>
Mira: <Same here.>
- I go to take a bath, while Odette happily tells her mothers about the adventure, Tulip also tells Silvermist a few things about it -
My fanfic-Meanwhile, in a shared space within my pokemon's balls, maintained by the combined efforts of Jammer and /Duck/...-
Jammer: <I fail to see your issue.>
Revol: <The issue? The issue is I'm a freakin' chick for Arceus's sake!>
Jammer: <That is irrelevant, you are still Revol the Oshawott.>
Revol: -Grunts in frustration, then walks off- <Stupid logical piece of-> ~grumblegrumble~
-Elsewhere in the space-
Susan: -Is still asleep, Oakley is debating whether to wake her/him and tell her/him what has occured or to let her/him figure it out for her/his own-
edited 5th Oct '11 2:59:26 AM by Pentigan
It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.- Takes a nice long bath, washing my hair and cleaning the tar and sweat off myself. I also take the time to clip my nails, shave my legs and armpits and scrape off some dead skin from the bottoms of my feet -
- Showers myself off once I'm done -
(thinking) Ahh... So much better...
- Turns the water off, squeezing some water out of my hair before stepping out of the tub and wrapping a towel around myself -
- Walks over to my backpack and starts searching through it for some clean clothes to wear -
Meanwhile, in the hotel room...
Silvermist: <Wow, sounds like you girls have been on quite the adventure.>
Tulip: <You have no idea, yes...>
Artemis: (pets Odette on the head with her paw) <I'm so proud of you!>
Odette: (makes a content purring noise)
Artemis: (hearing Odette) <Oh, isn't that adorable, Mira? She wants to be like her mother!>
Mira: <That is cute.> (to Odette) <Are you going to mimic my martial arts fighting style as well?>
Odette: (happily) <Quack!>
Mira: (chuckles) <Well, just do not get yourself into trouble, sweetie.>
- Someone knocks on the door -
Ribbons: <Hello? Are you in there?>
Artemis: <Hey! It's Ribbons!>
Mira: (manages to open the door for her) <Hello there, Ribbons.>
Ribbons: (smiles) <Hey guys! I finally found you!> (looks around) <Is DS in here?>
Silvermist: <She's in the bathroom getting herself cleaned up.>
Ribbons: <I see. So, what have you been up to lately?>
Silvermist: <What have you been up to, Ribbons?>
- The Pokémon tell eachother their stories -
My fanfic-Fool awakens on the boat, leering at Pentigan-
Perfect! Just freaking PERFECT! Now I'm stuck as a male for the rest of my life!
-Fool shifts uncomfortably-
I don't feel comfortable like this, everyone else is gonna think and expect differently of me now...
-A thought hits Fool like a brick-
What... what would Tagg think of me?
I'm having to learn to pay the price- Some time later, is now wearing my pink t-shirt and my light blue knee-length jeans, and is taking a walk with my Pokémon -
Tulip: <So, what do we do now, yes?>
Hmm... I don't know...
Ribbons: <We could try to meet with Latias later, if you'd like.>
... Yeah, that sounds nice. We should do that later.
My fanfic-Senses Fool's discomfort-
It's alright, Fool. We'll get the amulet back. We can use tidal drift patterns to search. Don't worry.
Wakka-wakka-wakka-wakka~-Does not like having his/her personal space invaded-
I do have a Frying Pan and Electrowhip that I WON'T hesitate to use, so if I were you, Ori, I would stop being a stickybeak and GET THE HELL OUT OF MY THOUGHTS!
I'm having to learn to pay the price- Still walking around -
... I wonder what the others are up to, or have been up to?
Ribbons: <Something weird?>
- Chuckles -
Wouldn't surprise me.
My fanfic-Groans, tossing and turning in my sleep-
You cannot firmly grasp the true form of Squidward's technique!- Looks at my X-transceiver -
Maybe we should call someone? Ask what they're up to?
Odette: <Call Luke! I wanna tell Guardé about our adventure!>
Tulip: <Should we check on Anom, yes?>
Hmm... Maybe?
Silvermist: <Is he even awake right now?>
- Shrugs -
I'm not sure...
- Keeps looking at my X-transceiver, trying to decide if I should try calling someone or not -
My fanfic-Cannot read minds, came to his conclusion through Fool's body language, keeps on smiling-
Wakka-wakka-wakka-wakka~- Is still trying to figure out if I should call someone, while Odette is jumping up and down, flapping her wings a little and trying to grab my X-transceiver with her beak -
... Odette?
Odette: <Guardé. Now.>
- Chuckles -
Aw, all right.
Odette: (grins)
- Dials Luke's number into my X-transceiver -
edited 5th Oct '11 6:57:01 AM by DarkerShining
My fanfic-Starts pacing like crazy-
Muddy: -To Draca- <Tagg's freaking out.>
Draca: -Flicks Muddy lightly with her tail- <That's pretty obvious Muddy. The question is how we can help him and Fool.>
Muddy: -Rubs his head- <Ow.>
Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.-Is currently distracted by thoughts of good music-
I'm having to learn to pay the price- Doesn't get an answer -
Hmm... Maybe he's busy.
Odette: <Aww...>
- Pets Odette on the head -
Don't worry about it. We'll talk to him later.
Odette: <... I want breadcrumbs!>
- Chuckles -
My fanfic
I'm sorry, I'm so, so sorry but I had no idea the boat was going to lurch and Ori would walk in and just...
...
-Tries to think of what to say-
...
...
Please don't hurt me Fool.
It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.