Minty: *calmed down by the scent* <Wait...mon eater?> *looks confused* <What's that all about? I've never heard of this rumor.>
Hm... Maybe, but I think it wasn't totally full strength. Because he didn't try and take out his attraction on me. I think it was just how the Attract Aura normally effects him plus the, if I may say, rather good-looking effect of having Lopunny ears and tail.
It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.-The Wartortle looks at the two mons, surprised-
Wartortle — <What, you really don't know? The migrating seamons have been spreading these very important news!>
Algira -flashes exasperation- — <But ours are increasingly important news!>
Wartortle — <Anyway... they tell this tale about a Nuzleaf who escaped from an island. He said, there was a mon there who went to eat a bug mon and didn't stop there. He ate more and more and more Bug mons!> — points at the forest — <As large an island as that forest disappeared, and so the Pokémon had to migrate or be destroyed.>
-starts drawing in the sand an image that is very crudely resembling to a Masquerain, only it has ridges and spikes everywhere around-
Wartortle — <With his last breath the Nuzleaf drew the image of the monster in a bark using his own blood, and swam to the next island wrestling Carvanhas and Tentacruels to hand over the sign to a couple of well-behaved Pidgeot, before dying in their arms...> — starts crying.
Fanfic Recs orwellianretcon'd: cutlocked for committee or for Google?Tangent: -approaches Every and Mezzo-
Sorry for any delay; you have any preference in where to search?
(Got an IV to feed you, Rufus. Be glad you're a desert mon, or that dry mouth would be even more painful right now...)
Rufus: <(A needle... great...)>
Do you highlight everything looking for secret messages?-Algira seems a bit angry-
Algira — <But what kind of monster would do that? Go around eating entire islands of Mons...> — tilts head — <Are you sure it wasn't a Snorlax?>
Wartortle — <Yeah, the only Snorlaxes live on some islands by the east...> — to Minty — <But from what you say that wasn't the monster, but some evil mon who kidnapped Prince Pleo? That's horrible.> — spits on the sand.
-the Wartortle calls some friends, who start running towards the beach to meet the group-
Wartortle — <We can scout the islands to look for those evildoers! This offense can not just be let pass!> — points to the island of Murcott by the east — <So in case they appear around here we will be prepared. But we'd need somemon who can relay the news to the migrating group before the archipelago. If somemon has seen who those Deltas are, it's likely them.>
-A Politoed and a Wingull come around and start chatting with the Wartortle, who relays the news-
-Rex comes in, scaring the wild mons a bit and almost scattering them-
Algira -proud of herself- — <We got some very important news!>
edited 19th Oct '11 9:30:13 PM by SilentReverence
Fanfic Recs orwellianretcon'd: cutlocked for committee or for Google?-has totally been with Steven and Crewe the whole time-
-is hanging onto Kirby for dear life-
Man Kirby, I never knew you were this strong!
Kirby:<A-and I never knew you were this sk-skinny.>
. . . Thank you?
Kirby:<Y-you're welcome!>
. . . -shrugs-. . . Are we there yet?
A Supernatural fan girl and proud of it. "Forget regret, or life is yours to miss"-Mimi Marquez from RENTMikan Island
-Fool finishes assorting the Pokemon around in their bawkses-
There! Done!
...
Now, should we go out looking for those Delta Pokemon and the baby Lugia?
PC Box
-A Simipour wakes up in an unfamiliar environment-
<Michelle>: <Errgh... Hmmm?>
-The Simipour looks around-
<Michelle>: <Where am I?>
-The Simipour starts shaking-
<Michelle>: <Have I been released? Has Fool left me somewhere?>
~Roderich~: ~Relax 'Shelly. There is nothing to be afraid of.~
-The Serperior slithers over to the Simipour-
<Michelle>: <Well then. If we're safe can ya' tell me where we are?>
~Roderich~: ~We're in a box, A PC Box to be precise.~
<Michelle>: <A PC Box? I've heard some of the other humans talk about it... What is it exactly?>
-A Chandelure floats down-
{Satine}: {...It's a supermassive, electronic storage system that humans use to store Pokemon in when they are not being used by their trainer...It's designed so Pokemon can also interact with one another despite being in storage... so they don't feel lonely...}
~Roderich~: ~What the creepy, dead lady said~
{Satine}: {...}
<Michelle>: <Not... being... use?>
{Satine}: {Relax Michelle... No need to worry... I'm sure Fool is going to rotate us around...}
-The Simipour seems a little calmer-
~Roderich~: ~You'll have all the time in the world to rage at her once you get out of the box, but for now, would you like me to show you around the place?~
<Michelle>: <Sure Roddy, at least we can go exploring before the Troll gets up and ruins our day...>
~Roderich~: ~Oh Arceus, no. You had to remind me abourt HIM~
{Satine}: {MGMT isn't that bad...}
-Roderich and Michelle stare at Satine-
{Satine}: {I stand corrected...}
~Roderich~: ~Let's go~
<Michelle>: <Yes.>
-Michelle, Roderich and Satine explore the box-
edited 20th Oct '11 12:39:41 AM by PippingFool
I'm having to learn to pay the price-Looks around at the sleeping members of my Delta-searching team while Seams is taking measurements-
Well, I guess, apart from some shenanigans with the armband and telling Wolf's sister about our adventures, not much happened today huh?
Seams: <Stay still okay, trying to get a good waist size here and your talking isn't helping.>
It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.Tangent: Looks like we're taking a boat... may as well handle the nearer islands, I guess, given how we have to handle this blob. I'll see if Abby can handle ice boats, and meet you all at XX:00 for departure.
As for the glue... it's a weird type of glue, developed by a madscientist or something. Has its solubility vary in a multi-day cycle. Hard to dissolve it right now, we'll have to wait a day or three.
Liepard Doll: Oh fantastic. This is going to be longer term then. And I bet you won't even clean the glue off me when this is done, will you?
Rufus: <!>
night
edited 19th Oct '11 11:11:28 PM by Tangent128
Do you highlight everything looking for secret messages?-Falls asleep-
In the Dream World
-Fool wakes up inside the Dreamworld-
-Yawns- Ooh where am I?
-Looks around the dream-scape and notices all the other Pokemon playing around, growing berries and whatnot-
Oh this must be the Dream World that the others were talking about... Wait a second...
-Fool looks down to her hands, which are obviously a Simipours hands-
Simipour!Fool: Hah! I Knew It!!
-Fool gets up and looks around-
Simipour!Fool: Well first I should build a House... maybe a humble little Dream Cottage at first! That seems like a good way to burn some time! Yeah!
Then I'll explore the areas and harvest berries! I could really enjoy my time here! So let's get started!
-Fool begins to build her Dream Cottage on her dream Isle-
edited 20th Oct '11 2:22:52 AM by PippingFool
I'm having to learn to pay the priceDreamworld
-Fool has finished building her house-
Simipour!Fool: There! Done!
-The "House" is actually a colossal statute of an Endermon holding a giant block of TNT-
Simipour!Fool: Now to decorate the inside!
-Fool flies up the the base of the TNT Block where a trapdoor is located, revealing that the inside of the TNT Block is a massive house. It's rather cozy-
Simipour!Fool: Let's spruce it up a little!
-Fool starts decorating her Dream House-
I'm having to learn to pay the priceMinkan Island Pokémon Center
Chord: <Okay, let me get this straight, it's been a whole day and none of our teams have even left the Pokémon Center?>
-Treeo and Harriet nod causing the Ariados to facepalm.-
Chord: <Have they even done anything to at least HELP the peoplemons that >
Harriet: <Not on our end. We're still trying to figure out how we're gonna' search for Pleo with Felis, Sunny, Jab and Rufus still stuck to that doll.>
Treeo: <What about you guys?>
Guardé: <Oh, fear not, Treeo! We shall be leaving with up-most haste! Just as soon as DS wakes up.>
-Treeo and Harriet say nothing, an unamused look on their faces.-
Harriet: <Well how about the teams none of us are on? Are they making any progress, at least?>
Chord: <No, they're still here as well. And instead of actually contributing to the search effort, they're messing around doing things like turning a Ninetales into a human-Pokémon hybrid, and I'm pretty certain that Tagg was helping Fool set up a PC box system.>
Harriet: <...A half human Nintales? What?!>
Chord: -Shakes his head.- <I don't know either. The point is, everyone seems to be messing around instead of, you know, helping find Pleo before Lugia comes and destroys the Orange Island in a rage. And I, for one, am not going to stand for this.>
Treeo: -Tilts his head.- <What are you going to do?>
Chord: <You'll see...>
-The Ariados scuttles over to the Pokémon Center's counter, crawling up the side and climbing up on top so that everyone can see him clearly.-
Chord: <OI! PEOPLEMONS! Pleo isn't going to save himself! So stop messing around in here, get outside, and start searching, instead of messing around with those silly ancient artifacts and box systems and what have you. They'll be plenty of time for that AFTER we've saved the entire Orange Islands! Jeez, with all this hanging around we do, it's a wonder that we get anything actually done.>
Guardé: <I think he may have been a tad too blunt.>
Harriet: <You're not the only one.>

No, just now. He looked kind of stunned. You don't suppose that he's been hit by the full dose, do you?