Aug. 21st, 2014

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[Video]

[Ace turns on his warp band, and his hat is nowhere to be seen, his hair is a complete mess, and there's smoke in the background]]

Anyone have any experience with a few pokemon evolving at the same time?

[Action, Habitat]

[There's a bit of smoke coming out of Ace's shorts, but he doesn't really care much. There's a Swoobat flying around his head, a Pikachu trying to crawl onto his lap, a Gloom pulling the side of his shorts, a Charmeleon pulling on one of his arms, and a Lampent floating in front of him, making amused sounds at the situation]

Guys, please, this is why I brought you back here, you made a mess in the apartment, please behave!

[The Pikachu is the only one that listens and her tail droops a little, but she doesn't move from her spot on Ace's legs.

Ace would give anyone that happens to be in the habitat a pleading look, asking for help, because now he's realized he can't control a bunch of excited pokemon, specially not the three that just got their new bodies.]
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Who: Haruka Tenoh, the world's least assertive Eevee, and YOU!
Where: Swamp
When: Midday
What: Haruka's Eevee is getting one-on-one training. Life intervenes.
Warnings: ADVENTURE! And whatever you bring to it.

The weeds grow thick in the Swamp - or rather, there's nothing growing that might not count as a weed, with even its trees taking on an ominous, invasive appearance. Haruka's steps are dogged by the sludge of muddy water trying to suck in her boots, the tall grasses trapping her legs, and the constant need to swat low-hanging vines out of her face. It's small wonder, she thinks, that all kinds of Pokémon live here. There's so many good places to hide.

At her feet, an Eevee valiantly raises first one paw and then another, working his way through the mire with his tail held high. He stops, taking a look around and wondering whether they're lost; Haruka, seeing his indecision, stops as well.

"It's your call," she reminds him. Being a born follower is all well and good, but she refuses to train a Pokémon who doesn't want to think for himself, so he's calling the shots today. "Which way?"

Eevee's nose quivers, thinking, discouraged; then, ears perking up, he yips in worry and bounds off with a splash. Haruka blinks, but in another moment she's tearing off after her Pokémon. She's pretty sure - no, there's no doubt! Not if Eevee was spurred into action.

Somewhere in this swamp, someone's calling for help.

[[ ooc: Feel free to have them misunderstand whatever noise they heard! They're coming to "rescue" you, though. Hooray? Wild Pokémon encounters, environment pratfalls, etc. all likely to happen. ]]
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Log Deputy: It was me, Nerdo ([plurk.com profile] Nerdorama)
Participating Characters:
-Team Organization: Rise, Apollo, Pamela, Usagi
-Team Heavy Lifting: Chie, Kanji, Yuuna, and Asemu
(Teams entirely subject to change and only implemented so we don't have eight people in one thread. Let me know if anyone wants to do something else)
Plot Description: Some kids from Union help to spread the awesomeness of Pokémon habitats to our desert neighbors.
Warnings/Notes: Probably not OSHA compliant.

Rise has just about exactly enough common sense that she did, in fact, expect that convincing Caldera's and Union's leaders that building a secondary Pokémon habitat in the desert city was a great idea would be the easy part of the endeavor. Now she and some volunteers from Union were doing what she - correctly - figured was the hard part, which was the actual construction of the sprawling structure. Fortunately, between Union's architects and Caldera's engineers, the planning wasn't up to a bunch of clueless kids, and even a lot of the construction was paid local labor - they're mostly just here as representatives of Union's willingness to help out their allies.

That's not to say they weren't doing work, of course. Rise, standing under a parasol, was coordinating the Union volunteers - split between material hauling and doing detail work on the new structure - using her powers. All in all, it was going smoothly...so far.

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