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[personal profile] punchesyu
Who: Yosuke and Mami
What: Taking a short trip back to Citadel!
When: Week 88
Where: Union, then Citadel

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[personal profile] youngestone
[Really, just read the title.

Kili draped over Kuna, giggling at nothing as the Gogoat gets him back home, carefully picking her way through the crowds and heading to Thorin's forge.]


You were right, Bahiri. Those flowers are fun.

[He laughs. Belbul, hovering by his ear, sighs]

Really fun. Super fun. Hey, hey Belbul, we picked some more right? I wanna keep that stuff...

[Stop and wonder what happened? Or mock the stoned kid?]
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[personal profile] punchesyu
Video:

[It's been about three and a half months since he arrived in Union to help his dad set up this branch of Junes, but now came the one thing he was dreading about it. Business was fine, but his dad wanted to advertise a little more, and what better than to have his son do an advertisement for the store on the Warp Band? Yosuke groaned and protested, but eventually agreed. He didn't want to do this, but here he is-]

Ahem. Uh... [He reads nervously now from a paper that's heard as he uncrinkles it, with a cheerful demeanor and an apprehensive customer service voice over the feed. He really doesn't want to do this.]

This week only, Junes is offering a store-wide discount! Most items are ten to twenty-five percent off! Don't miss this great opportunity for all your shopping needs!

Every day's great at your Junes...! Heheh...! [He laughs half-heatedly, embarrassed.]


Action:

[There is a scream sounding in your direction. It's distressed. As if someone is trying to escape a deadly situation.]



SOMEBODY PLEASE HELP ME!!!!

[The boy runs, looking for help. Shadows seem to be following behind him, closely. He needs a hand, because whatever it is that's following him, is something he can't take on by himself.]
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[personal profile] 9tailedtemptress
In the short amount of time that Ahri had been around Union, she's learned many new things but has also found many more questions. So many things she wanted to know more about and still. Was it all worthwhile? Things around here were much different than in the forest, more exciting for sure but also more complicated. Sure being a mischievous vixen has proven to be incredibly fun but there's more that she'd like to experience. But in turn that had also made her doubt her place. That wouldn't last long however as she's always been partial to let her curiosity and need to satisfy it guide her actions.

For now however, she was laying about a grassy area, looking to the vast skies along with the towering structures of the city itself. Every now and then she'd take a nibble of a snack she had pilfered from one of the nearby shops after causing a bit of havoc and having a bit of fun.



[[ooc: Will match your style~ No worries!]]

World Fair

Aug. 22nd, 2015 08:57 pm
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In the week of lead-up to the fair, the whole of Union had been ablaze with excited chatter, industrious preparations, and quite a fair number of new faces. People from all over the known world had begun to trickle in with the announcement, some representatives and workers from each invited civilization, some excited young trainers and travelers, hopeful prizewinners and showboaters, cooks, warriors, clothing designers, and of course a wide variety of Pokemon. You couldn’t look anywhere (even a trash can) without finding somebody new, and every single person was absolutely thrilled to be there.

The World’s Fair, hopefully the first of many, sprawled out across the Entertainment District. Large swathes of the area had been cordoned off for the event, stalls and tables, booths and small shelters set out and erected over the course of the week. Local workers and travelers dug in, working in shifts to get everything together on time. Voices sang out around the grounds, work chants accompanied by the beat of hammers and nails, with every soul pouring their hearts into their tasks. A busy time, certainly, and one fueled by a desire for harmony, profit, and to start off the idea with a bang.

There were, of course, a few noticeable exceptions. The open invitation to Gigas that the Council had so warmly extended had been accepted in due time. Those who numbered themselves amongst that great city were distinguishable by their less than friendly countenances and penchant for taking notes, no doubt analyzing the city of their enemies. One likely familiar face made her appearance partway through the week, disappearing quickly into a tent and remaining indoors for the rest of the preparations.

Come opening day, people had already begun lining up at the entrance, awaiting admission. The queue stretched for blocks and blocks, a serpentine loop of people and Pokemon all eager for a chance to see what this fair was all about. Like everything else surrounding the event, there was a certain buzz to it. Chatter filled the line, questions and queries hanging on everyone’s lips. Did you see that robot? What’s that smell? Did you see that Maxime de la Puffette was planning on unveiling her fall lineup here? Oh! Oh! And there are three idol groups! Risette may even make a performance! and there was another rumor that buzzed through the line as well. Gigas accepted the invitation. And so did some of those people from the Archipelago…

Once inside the grounds proper, a dizzying array of sights, sounds and smells assailed every visitor’s senses. Music blared, machines clinked and clanked, food sizzled on grills, exotic spices wafted down the paths, unusual Pokemon let out cries of surprise and delight, and people ooh and ahhhed. Technological wonders stood out on stages, concerts presented a variety of music in every style imaginable, there were whole areas set aside for nothing but eating and fashion, while martial artists, Pokemon and brawlers duked it out in the various arenas. And above it all, airborne Pokemon soared and wheeled, banking and turning as their riders and egos clashed in a competition of acrobatics and skill. All of this could really only mean one thing, and even if by chance you were a Crustle living under a literal rock, you couldn’t miss it.

An event like nothing held since the Cataclysm, and something wholly unique had begun today, and for one week only. The First World’s Fair!

[OOC: This post is open to all players throughout the next week. Feel free to tag around, start your own top levels, and generally have fun during the fair. Some new and familiar faces will be tagging around as well, and may tag into your threads!]

[Action]

Aug. 14th, 2015 08:53 pm
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[personal profile] windyflower
[After an interesting conversation a while back, Fuuka couldn't help but wonder a few things. While she was new at being a trainer, she didn't want to seem like a heavy to her fellow friends. Sure, she was still getting use to making and creating new things but the fact was? It was going to take her some time.

As Fuuka was wandering around the city, she simply stared at the pieces of chicken she created. While she knew better than to cook anything, if she wanted to get any better, she had to listen to other people. Even if those harsh words were going to hurt her.

With a heavy gulp in her throat, she gave a nervous chuckle as she prepared herself for the worst]

U-Um...excuse me, do you think you can try this? I want to hear what you think about it?
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[personal profile] iamthatis
[While he had been training more extensively with Martin and expanding his own horizons outside of Union, Matthias was still undoubtedly a member of the Swords, and that meant that while he had time away from other things, he had those responsibilities to tend to. To that end, he found himself out this early evening on a patrol with Basil, walking through the winding city to make sure that things stayed as calm as they felt at the moment. The sun hadn't quite come down from the sky yet and bathed the streets in a gentle orange light, but the chill of night had started to set in; thankfully the heat of the day made any breeze that happened to pass by pleasantly warm.

An hour into his patrol left Matthias with not much in the way to do however; nothing broke the calm, everyone seemed perfectly content to move about their day without incident, and everything seemed rather quiet, quiet enough to let the young man slip into thought about things. His time with Martin had been more productive than he could have ever imagined, first off; every lesson he stepped out of was one with less bruises, more confidence, and a better grasp of his skills, it was more than enough to make him feel better about himself than he had in a long time. He also thought of Yuuna, and her offers to train him in hand to hand combat...it was an exciting prospect to say the least, but one he would have to work up towards. Swords and staffs he was used to...his own hands however had only ever been used for cooking and tending to gardens and Pokemon.

Speaking of cooking, he'd recently taken up the task of learning how to bake. He'd wanted to learn ever since he'd gotten the idea to make small cakes for the people he'd worked with during their raid on Sanctuary; he'd never had a thought to learn until then, but now was the perfect excuse to try. His first few attempts...had been less than stellar, and he'd had Martin come over a few times to make sure he wasn't burning the spare house down. He'd wised up after the third failed attempt and sought out help from a local baker nearby Martin's house, a kindly older woman who'd been delighted to teach Matthias the ins and outs of the noble art! As he pulled a few snack cakes from his pouch and handed one off to Basil, he mused that he'd been making good strides.
]

What do you say, Basil? A short break before we get back to things?

[Basil nodded and hopped over to a nearby bench so he could begin eating his cake with gusto with Matthias arriving shortly after. He might as well take advantage of his lull, things usually livened up around the time the Taverns started opening their doors anyways. And for once? He was actually hoping he might fall in to a conversation or two; he'd been so busy with things lately that he'd enjoy some extra company]
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[personal profile] untalented
[Video]

Union. We need to talk.

[The residents of Union who are currently tuning in to the Warp Band Network are treated to the sight of one (1) Waver Velvet, traveller from Sanctuary whom some know as a self-taught Magus. Alternately, some may know him as Waver Mackenzie, a psychic type Earthkin-- because, clearly, the young man cannot keep his story straight. His normally pristine hair is in a disarray, his clothes are unusually wrinkled and torn, but there is a familiar look of resigned irritation in his eyes that his scattered acquaintances would plainly recognize.

The room around him is also in shambles. Chairs have been broken up and thrown around, the coffee table (with plant on top of it) has been entirely overturned, lamps are shattered to pieces, and the curtain is tattered in such a way that it vaguely looks like someone (or something) decided to take a rather large bite out of them.

Waver let out a startled yelped when the feed rocked-- as if he were sitting on top of something...]


...Well. It might be better if I show you.

[With the video feed panning down, Waver revealed a rather innocuous looking trunk. It was clearly an antique, with ancient wood panels darkened with the patina of age and many haphazard attempts at polishing. There were scratches along it's lid and sides, as if it had seen many a battlefield and somehow returned alive and unscathed....

And anyone with the senses to reveal it would notice a particularly malevolent aura that surrounded the otherwise innocent looking trunk.

Innocent.....except for the glimpse of sharpened mahogany teeth that could be seen under the lid as it shifted restlessly underneath the weight of every single living being in the house.]


This is a legendary beast from the libraries of Sanctuary, [Waver explained, in a weary voice that was edged with annoyance.] No one knows how old it is-- just that it's particularly fond of salted crisps, the occasional spearow, and the safety of the few of us that it followed in to Union.

[The 'few' meaning 'one,' but Waver wasn't about to out his good friend from the libraries.]

We call it the Luggage, and in Sanctuary everyone was just content to let it be. But, in Union? I don't think that's possible.

[A sigh. The video feed returned to the tired looking young man.]

It's also a ghost-type...and an electric-type, which I never understood. Legendary beasts are just that, though. Legends. Why try to understand a force of nature?

But it's also becoming harder to handle here, and we don't want it taking over the local library. That's why I'm opening the floor to suggestions, because maybe the scientists and engineers here can figure out something that the Magi couldn't.

[He shrugged, an gesture that seemed to indicate that he didn't expect anyone to answer. Just before he closed out the feed, he could be heard muttering something about needing to clean this entire blasted mess up before someone returns to the house...]

[Action-- including Saber, Rincewind, and anyone else who makes it a point to harrass them.]

[Anyone wandering near Waver's place of residence would be treated to the sight of various parties, both human and pokemon, running around and screaming at eachother-- as there seemed to be a fight happening between an aggressive Gabite, a grumpy Skitty, and, strangely, an ancient trunk that seemed to move of it's own accord.

Disturb at your own risk. No one can guarantee your safety.
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Video

[Residents currently on the Warp Band network would be greeted by the face of a sharply dressed young person over the feed. With the quirky hat and the short hair style, the person had an equal chance of being male or female-- the clean lines of the dress shirt and tie didn't help matters either. The sun was bright that morning, and it took the stranger a moment to adjust their angle to account for the glare flashing off the lens.]

Good morning, Union.

[The stranger nodded briskly in greeting, offering a smile that was equal parts friendly and professional to the people tuning in.]

I imagine that we're all busy getting started with the day, so I'll keep this brief: I'm Naoto Shirogane, a detective from Caldera. I've just arrived, so does anyone else from the north mind filling me in on what's been happening?

Also-- I'm still in business if anyone wishes for my services. Just contact me on the network.

[And, promptly, the young detective closes the signal out.]

Action

[That afternoon would greet people in Union with one of two sights: the first is that of a young Ralts who had gotten separated from his trainer, staring longingly at the freshly baked buns that were cooling off within sight of the bakery window. He knew that humans like that green, papery stuff to trade for food and goods-- and he didn't have any-- but that didn't dampen the longing for the buns any less.

The second is that of Naoto herself, walking briskly down the streets in her platform boots, ignoring the smack of leather on concrete as she searched the streets. Some of the noise was intentional-- she wanted her target to know where she was, if they were to find her first.

On occasion she might peer at an unfurled map to get an idea of her general location. Other times she could be found staring down the street with a crisp, analytic look in her eyes. Anyone wandering close by might here her murmur something under her breath:]


Where could he have run off to this time?
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[personal profile] wishingalone
[A: Text, to everyone]

I hope that everyone is recovering from the recent ordeal. It was worrisome, to say the very least. Nonetheless, it seems that some benefit may have been derived from it, at least.

Has anyone successfully done one of these new evolutions?


[B: Text, private to Kyouko]

[Yeah... here's why she did text. She doesn't trust herself to not get emotional talking to Kyouko about this.]

I saw it in my memories. Inside of that cave that the others went inside of. Not the real thing.

[C: Action, later, at Junes!]

[Mami promised that she would stop by Junes. She wants to go see it, besides; she could stand to buy a few things, especially a few things from home. But her friend boyfriend it's complicated really there's not a good word for him special cute buddy Yosuke works here. And that is more than enough reason to get her here.]

[You might find her browsing the aisles, looking over the various goods. Especially some of the clothing. Winter is coming, after all, and she means to be ready for it. But she's also looking for Yosuke, peering about all parts of the store.]

[And later, she's sitting down at a table in the cafe portion, sipping tea. Because of course she is!]
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[personal profile] punchesyu
[Today’s warp band feed features two individuals, and one massive gigantic grey blob. Friends might recognize Yosuke Hanamura and Yukiko Amagi. And some might even guess that blob is the infamous “Snor-Lord” but then they might also easily not, because really he’s just kind of a dweeb. There’s a serious look in the teenager’s eyes, like they have something incredibly serious to say. And even the infamous outlaw Snorlax seems quieter than usual.]

Hey. So, Yukiko and I sorta had an encounter the other day. Like, one of the divine kind.

[He takes a deep breath.] One of the gods contacted us. And it had some pretty important things to say.

[Yukiko’s head dips as she greets the viewers, and she pushes up her glasses before speaking in an equally solemn voice.]

It was a god named Suicune. It said it was the North Wind. The...Gale that brings the frost. One of the winter gods, I’d guess. It had kinda a lot to say, but it was really...um...weird, mostly because it wanted us to ask questions and not the other way around.

[He nods, looking at her and then back to the feed.]

And the answers we got weren’t exactly good. [She breaks in with a nod.] No, they really weren’t.

[He takes another breath, trying to recall everything to the best of his ability.]

We asked about Gigas, and Sanctuary. Turns out the gods have an opinion on them, too.

[She takes a breath as well, and Snor-Lord’s hands drop down onto both of their shoulders. The big brute leans in between them and grunts.]

It also said a few things about the gods too, and how they think. Like...they definitely are testing us. And they have a reason. But it didn’t say what, and it seemed like it was working for another god. Which I guess points to a kind of hierarchy?

[Snor-Lord nods again and speaks in a serious series of Snors/Laxes/Snorlaxs.]

Yeah, it was also kind of a jerk. Talkin’ about manners like a big lamer.

[Yosuke rolls his shoulder in irritation, not wanting the big pokemon’s hand there.]

Get your paws offa me! Anyway, it was seriously freaky. Especially with what it had to say. But we couldn’t sit here and keep this to ourselves. We’ll be here if anyone’s got any questions.

((ooc: Replies will come from either Yosuke and Yukiko and Snor-Lord, and if you prefer action they’re in one of the residential district parks. If you want a joint thread or one of them specifically, let us know in your header!

Also, order doesn't matter- feel free to boomerang either one of them if the other isn't around! It will help make things go faster :D ))
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As people face their fears and insecurities, the images slowly fade away as they are funneled into a singular cavern room. The walls are lined with floating images - records of the trials faced playing across the walls. Hovering above the floor in the center of the room is a strange Pokémon, its eyes closed in meditation. As more people enter the room, the swirling memories begin to form around the Pokémon, coalescing into a symbol. As the images merge with the Pokémon, it appears changed.

Greetings, Humans of the New World.

The voice is soft, warm, and nurturing.

I am Diancie. I guard the gate to the final evolution. I have heard much of you. I am pleased to say that others have spoken quite highly of you. I am here to give you a gift, one never before granted to humanity. But then, many among you are not entirely human anymore, are you?

Be warned, the power I give today is not to be taken lightly. We have observed your progress and we are pleased with your triumphs. Sparing your kind was not a mistake! It is our hope that you will use this for good use.


[OOC: With that, the event has officially ended and things will return to normal. Characters may use this post to ask questions of Diancie.]
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[personal profile] punchesyu
Who: Yosuke and Teddie
What: A trip out for a small, much needed vacation. It's not going to be as relaxing as he's expecting.
When: Week 81
Where: The Archipelago

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[personal profile] songoftime
[There is a very serious young face on the screen. This kid doesn't look like he can be older than ten, and he's wearing a floppy green hat. He takes in a deep breath, and then starts on his announcement.]

Hello, [he says with a tone that betrays he's using what are very obviously his Best Manners,] I'm Link. I'm from Citadel, and I'm looking for my uncle. His name is Alfon, and he has a big mustache, and he's really nice and really good at making things. He hasn't come home because something bad happened. I don't know what did, but one of his Pokémon made it home, and that's what she said. I'm trying to find out what happened so that we can find him and help him. I heard that he made friends here in Union, so that's why I came here.

I would really appreciate any help anyone could give us. Thank you very much.
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As the characters arrive, they will find what appears to be a rather deep cavern. Upon entering, the caverns are quite narrow, with twists and turns everywhere and different tunnels that all seem to be interconnected. As characters travel deeper within the caverns, reality around them will start to warp, they will start to see and hear things that aren’t necessarily there - images of old enemies, past failures, voices of condemnation, visions that strike at the soul and core of the characters. Once this begins, it will only increase in power and volume, demanding it be confronted, lest they be trapped within these caves forever.

[OOC: This event will run for a week. All characters who enter the caves will be subject to some of their deepest fears, darkest demons, and most abject failures. To overcome them, characters must help each other out, finding their purpose through strength of character and resolve to move forward. In general, these visions should require characters to come to grips with themselves. Illusory images and voices can and will appear and can take any number of forms, depending on what is most appropriate to a character. Additionally, characters may thread with each other and are encouraged to help each other out to overcome these personal demons. For those who wish to take part, they are able and encouraged to narrate their own personal demons, which will be on display for everyone who enters their thread. IC threads may be made in this post.]
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[Action - Union]

[Teddie wasn't sure what to expect when he made it to Union, but he was rather surprised at the wonders the city held. He strolled down the streets, gawking at every little thing in sight, sometimes he even pressed his nose against the window of a few shops. Though what he did not realize was that he stuck out like a sore thumb on account that he was a Cubchoo that was roughly four feet tall, and one that was going to get lost very easily without someone to guide him around.]

[Action - Library]

[With so many places to explore it was difficult to choose where to go first, but that's what a game of eeny meeny miny moe is for.

The silence within the library was quite a contrast compared to the hustle and bustle outside. Teddie carefully made his way between shelves, wishing to not break the silence while his gaze shifted from one side to the other. There were so many pieces of literature, none of which Teddie would attempt to read on account that he couldn't, but that didn't stop him from taking a look. He was a rather curious bear after all, so much that he pulled books off the shelf, and when he went to put them back, it would always end up as the wrong book in the wrong place.]


[Action - Junes]

[Now this was a place of wonder! The sheer amount of products in the store was astounding, and they were all so foreign that he just had try everything out! Problem is though, Teddie had no idea how almost anything worked. Pots and pans were bashed together and some were worn as hats for a short amount of time until they got too uncomfortable or fell off. Electronics were generally given a baffled look while paws toyed with all the shiny buttons that begged to be touched. Clothes however? Those Teddie could understand. That's what humans wore, and he's seen quite a few of them. It was simple enough, until he wandered into the lingerie section and ended up wearing a pair of lacy underwear on top of his head. They were the perfect size for a hat!

At the end of his exploration, Teddie found a very comfortable place in the freezer section, eating entire boxes worth of popsicles. He seemed content with sitting in the freezer, so much that it could be assumed he didn't plan on going anywhere for quite some time.]

22 ♪

Jul. 15th, 2015 03:20 pm
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[personal profile] celebrity_commentator
[Video, backdated to earlier in the week]

[Something like this is sent individually to everyone at Union Divine Theater and everyone she's had more than two threads with at some point or another.]

Hey! I've been thinking about it and I wanted to cook dinner for some of my friends this week, maybe show off some of the family cooking skills and try making some Calderan and Refuge food. Wanna come?

[Action, Wednesday dinner time, open to invitees]

((If in doubt assume you were invited.))

[It has been decided. Rise is going for it. She's going. To cook.]

[More specifically, after an encouraging discussion about Calderan spices back during the Day of Fire, Rise's blown most of her spare cash on accumulating a wide variety of interesting spices and foodstuffs from around Union and Union's new friends, and she's set about making a big dinner for all her friends, singing cheerfully as she prepares a variety of egg, vegetable, rice, and (of course) tofu dishes.]

[Normally, Toyo would be rallying her Pokémon in a valiant attempt to prevent her from ruining perfectly good food, but before she could gather the troops, Rise had already begun the process of dumping huge amounts of cayenne, paprika, Spelon berry, chili, curry spices, Cheri berry, horseradish, and whatever Sichuan peppers are called in this universe onto everything she's cooking, and the smell alone keeps her spice-hating team away. Defeated, Toyo falls back to order food to arrive later, when the place will be filled with starving and possibly injured guests.]

[At dinner time, guests and fellow theater employees would find a large spread of rather nice-looking dishes laid out for them by a cheerful Rise and also very quickly cease to have any sinus problems whatsoever.]

Hey hey, welcome guys! Have a seat and dig in! I don't know about you, but I'm starving.
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[personal profile] frozenflame
Who: Yukiko and Yosuke
Where: Forest Shrine
When: Week 79
What: Yukiko and Yosuke have some stuff to talk about, so she brings him out to the Forest Shrine

So I hope you listen )
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[personal profile] morituri_nolumus_mori

1. The Refuge Camp [Action]
[ Nestled deep in the refuge camp was a travel trunk. Like all travel trunks, it was both well-used and well-traveled. It was also asleep. A cacophony of sawing sounds rumbled through the tent flap, causing a passerby to sharply veer away. Rincewind stepped outside and stretched. He had a long day ahead of him. There were groceries to procure and clothes to reluctantly buy. He needed to get out of the camp and find an actual place to stay. The tent was all fine and dandy, but at the end of the day, it was on the breezy side and didn't offer leg room. He had to duck which meant his hat never stayed on his head when he had to stand. ]

[ No, he had to find a new residence. Somehow. But, food first. Rincewind picked a direction and strode. ]

[ The Luggage woke up. ]


2. The Residential District [Action], 3. The Library [Action], 4. Junes [Action], 5. A window of panic [Video] )
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[personal profile] lunchleader
[Action - Rolling Plains]

[Having grown up in a tall city like Union, seeing something as sprawling with space as the Rolling Plains is a wonderful thing for Right. The clear skies above, the beautiful meadows all around, and so many new (to him) Pokemon to meet and learn about! Especially those that are large enough to ride on, and aren't Rock types.

And after much convincing - and actual use of the bonding beam - Right finds himself sitting on top of a still-nervous Bouffalant. His other two new friends are with him as well - a Spinarak on his head, and a Buneary plopped down in front of him who's sniffing that lovely big tuff of hair. His full attention, however, is on the bovine Pokemon as he comfortingly patted the Pokemon's front flanks.]

See? Nothing to be scared about. I'm not gonna eat you; just ride you when I get tired of walking all over the place. And the same can be said for all my friends back in Union--

[Unfortunately, it's just around that moment that the Buneary couldn't resist the urge any longer. He simply must chew on that lovely fro of wonderful hair! *Nibble-nibble-chomp!*

And as soon as the Bouffalant felt and heard that, she immediately started bucking all over the place, bellowing about how she's going to be eaten and oh my Gods getoffmegetoffmegetoffme!!

...maybe Right needs someone to help calm the poor thing down, before he gets bucked off of her.]


Video
[A little later, Right's face pops up on the Warp Band network, looking rather torn.]

Hey, guys! Um, quick question. Have you ever had to deal with a Pokemon who's got an irrational fear? Any kind fear? The reason why I'm asking is that, well...

[The feed shifts to show a certain Bouffalant cowering in fear...behind a skinny little tree.]

I think Betsy doesn't like being around humans - she thinks that we all want to eat her, which is kinda crazy. You don't eat the Pokemon you wanna be friends with. But I really wanna bring her home and show her that there's humans who don't wanna eat her. [A sigh.] It's terrible enough that she's gonna have to live in the Habitat instead of at the theater, but I don't want her cooped up in there all the time. So, any help on that point would be great.

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