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009 // dream event - what does the fox say?

Haruka's Dream

[ Look at Haruka. Now back to you. Now back to Haruka, now back to you. What's that she's wearing? That's right, it's a bright blue racing jumpsuit. Its durable expanses fill your vision as you stare across her broad shoulderblades.

Look down at yourself. You're wearing one too. The color depends on how much of a jerk your unconscious mind has decided to be, but that's hardly the most important thing right now, because a Bulbasaur off to one side has just fired off a Bullet Seed with a loud "pop" and now you find yourself lurching forward.

It's another day at the races. And you're on a Rhyhorn. ]

Vulpix's Dream

[ Throne rooms are hard to come by in these more enlightened times, but there's no mistaking this setting for anything else: the red carpet lined with flickering torches, culminating in a broad set of steps and a chair with an extremely luxurious cushion upon it, leaves little to the imagination. At the top of the steps, Haruka's Machoke and Spritzee flank the carpet, bowing deeply; on either side of the chair, a Mr. Mime fans the chair's occupant while Super Beauty the baby Rhyhorn stands still for once, a platter full of Berries resting atop her broad head. Oddest of all, Ferrari the Nidoran crouches in servility at the foot of the chair. Oh, his Queen! His marvelous Queen!

Atop the chair, the world's most beautiful Vulpix gives a dainty yawn. Mr. Mime selects a Berry for her and places it in her mouth. Life is so dull when you're the top at everything. ]

[[ooc: There's a trick to Vulpix's dream! Anyone who sets foot on the steps and beyond will find themselves madly in love with Vulpix and burning to swear fealty to her. Feel free to use her dream as a mingle post so unaffected people can deal with trying to get their brainwashed friends off the stairs. You can "fix" the dream by convincing Vulpix this setup is a bad idea, but....good luck. ]]

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[oh. That...makes her flush. She closes her eyes for a moment, tail wagging slowly.

A-and yeah! She's got lots of experience babysitting, if that's what you want!!] E-eevee!

.......Vul.

[ Babysitting. That's...not quite what she had in mind....the wrong ambiance.....but you've got the right idea!

That tail chucks Martelé under the chin. So you'll listen to her? ] Vul?

Vee... [well, no, you're not supposed to do that in babysit......

Nope, she's already nuzzling into that tail with the stupidly soft and shiny fur.]

[ Vulpix is not sure she can consider this a victory if the only way she can hold a conversation with you is by bribing you with the chance to touch her. It smacks of a decidedly different dynamic than master and servant.

But if her tail must serve as a bribe, it's a start. This is a special kind of caretaking where you listen! Will you behave yourself if she lets you lie on the pillow, and if any Pokémon come looking to hurt her, will you defeat them? She was. Hm...

so impressed with your fierceness earlier! Even if it was ill-informed and rather barbaric. ] Vulpix! Pix pix vul!

[ Honestly, you better be the world's most amazing attack Eevee for all the trouble you're causing. ]

[Martelé isn't really listening, per se, but she does seem to perk up at the sound of praise.]

Eevee? [sure? She doesn't know what she's agreeing to, but she's kinda distracted right now.

And hey, when your only two choices for an attack Eevee are Gold or Martelé...]

[ Gold is a menace, okay. To himself more than anyone.

Vulpix has a feeling her issues with you haven't been settled, but honestly, all this nonsense that smacks of conflict has her in need of a nap. If you're going to cooperate, you may stay. Just don't hurt the mime. He cooks. ] Vul vul. Vulpix.

[ She turns with a last flick of those tails, and Super Beauty begins trundling back to the cushion. Nap time. Hopefully. ]

[the mention of the mime almost gets her to glance away, but Vulpix is much too close for her to ignore.

And whoa! The floor is movi - oh wait. It's just the rock.]

[ The rock is returning them both to the cushion. See what a plush life you can live when you cooperate with Vulpix?

She makes certain to beat Martelé onto the cushion, though. This is her throne. She has dibs.

No more rubbing against her, either. ] Pix.

[maybe Vulpix should've scooched over then, because Martelé is inelegantly flopping down onto that cushion right next to you.

Huh. Vulpixes are pretty warm.]

[ They'll work on this. In the meantime, Vulpix cuddles aggressively. Yes. She'll make it so you can't live without her, Eevee. Then you'll have to do as she says at last! It's perfect!

Or at least, she'll do what she can until she finds a higher-leveled flunky than you. Then, oh, then....

Then you'll understand. Vulpix feels so pleased with this plan that she licks Martelé's ear. ] Vul.

[Martelé freezes up, fur standing up from head to tail. Wh-what? Are they grooming each other now?

That ear twitches as she tries to figure out how to respond.] V-vee...

[ Oh, was that disconcerting? Maybe she should keep it up, then. You're in dreadful need of a good cleaning, after all. ] Vulpix.

[ Ferrari is slowly turning pink with pent-up shock and terror. His Queen is --!! His Queen is.... ]

[n-no!! She is super clean! She doesn't need you doing any of this!!!] Eeeevee! V-vee...!!

[her protests seem to trail off as she reflexively lowers her head, giving Vulpix even better access.]

Pix. [ Very good. Let's tame this scruff.

As for you. Ferrari gets glowered at over the top of Martelé's head. She doesn't see you making yourself useful. Fetch a towel. You are going to help her clean this Eevee.

Ferrari bristles at the idea of serving Martelé, but if this means his Queen has a use for him, he's happy to oblige! Off he hops. ] Ni.

[ Vulpix smiles. There. That's what's supposed to happen. ]

[Martelé wiggles a bit under Vulpix's ministrations. That's ticklish!] Vee!

[and she is not scruffy, thank you very much. She gets a bath at least every other day ~~when she gets thrown into the pool by Water Pokemon or two~~.]

[ Hold still. Vulpix paws at Martelé, trying to see if she can't work her way into a dominant position atop this cushion "coincidentally". Using you as a support for her limbs ought to do the trick - and lots of teasing little licks should placate you.

Ferrari returns with a towel and waits. It looks like his Queen does prefer that Eevee. He has never known such despair. ] Doran.

[Martelé doesn't seem to mind having Vulpix half on top of her - though that leaves her free to nuzzle up against the side of your neck.

And yeah, no. Ferrari's existence isn't even a blip in Martelé's world view right now.]

[ He's not much of a blip in Vulpix's, either, despite hopping up and down repeatedly after his patience wears out. Your Majesty! He did as you commanded! Notice him! Would you perhaps like to be treated to a sonnet on your beauty?! He could compare you to a summer's day! ] Nido! Nido ni--

[ Vulpix lifts her head, chin at an odd angle from having Martelé against her neck. If you're here, then get to toweling. Guard, this is her bard. You have superiority over him because he is currently irritating her.

You can make him do anything you want. She licks the top of Eevee's head. ] Vul.

[she'd be saying something about how Ferrari is always going to be somewhere below Spritzee in standing because he once fought a door and lost but. Well. Right now, she doesn't want anything but for Vulpix to keep doing whatever she is doing.

When Ferrari approaches, however, Martelé's ear twitches and she turns reluctantly away to find.....]

Vee. [oh. It's you.]

Ni. [ He's not happy about this either. But his Queen has dictated he is to towel you off, and thus he climbs onto Super Beauty to complete this task. Stay still. ] Ran.

Vul. [ Vulpix drapes a possessive leg across Martelé. See what you get when you hang out with her and cooperate? Flunkies! ]

[Martelé was about to growl at Ferrari for getting close, but that limb distracts her nicely.]

Vee? [they don't really seem that useful to her.

Martelé eyes Ferrari dubiously for a moment, but inevitably turns her attention back to Vulpix.]

[ Ferrari has the feeling he was just doubly snubbed, but there's nothing he can do about it except perform his task to the best of his ability. This improves Vulpix's mood to the point that she's willing to actually listen to Martelé. Not much impresses you, does it? Does she impress you?

This cuddle may hopefully influence your decision. ] Pix.

[ffff. A question like that and a cuddle. It's a miracle she hasn't overheated yet.]

Eee! [no!!!! Th-that is...] V-vee. Eevee... [she guesses she can't really deny that Vulpix is at least better than the others...]

[ Oh, you can be cute. That's precious. Vulpix flicks her tongue across Martelé's nose again for that. ] Vul.

[ You are, on second thought, really quite a sensible creature sometimes. With excellent taste. ]

[Martelé almost goes cross eyed for a moment, but then shuts her eyes tightly in response. Don't move, don't breathe, don't squeak, and for heaven's sake, don't look too happy.

That wagging Eevee tail is betraying her secret (or not-so-secret) mission to tsun as much as possible, however. And Ferrari could be doing anything to her right now, and she won't be able to muster up the brainpower to pay attention.]

Edited 2014-11-05 22:39 (UTC)

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