Call Henry's Poke"gear!

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[CALLS]

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[video 12/25]

[exeggutorhead]

Henry, where did you find this thing?

[Envy's holding his new army knife up to the camera. Every single one of the attachments is pulled out. Guess who's never seen one of these before? Envy grins widely.]

Thanks.

[TEXT MESSAGES]

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July 15th at ungodly o'clock

[exeggutorhead]

henry are you awake

there is some kind of screwed up monster in the woods

[Envy's a screwed up monster too but not of the smokescreen death scream variety. But Henry's fought that kind of monster before maybe he'll know what to do.]

Nov 7

[ladywithnovoice]

I just don't see what your issue is with being able to talk with a God, honestly.

[If this seems out of nowhere from a number Henry doesn't know, that's because it is. Oops. At least someone else is having 'Gear troubles.]

[Text]

[wing_attack]

Remind me to tell you about the Battle of Oatmeal at some point.

[text | August 14]

[exeggutorhead]

DON'T READ THIS u will get kissed on the nearest possible wednesday by ur crush. Tomorrow will be the best day ever and u will catch a rare pokemon. HOWEVER IF U DONT FORWARD THIS TO AT LEAST 5 PEOPLE bad luck will rear it's ugly head at u!! THIS IS NOT A JOKE. There are consiquences for ignoring this, u will get chased by 50 beedrills and sprayed by a skuntank!!!!11!

**NOTE** The more people U send this to, the better luck you have!

P.S. I did not make this up, someone sent it to me so I am passing it on!

> ENCRYPTED ATTACHMENT: pory-con-invite.txt

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is this envys sister

10/31, early morning!

[foolishwren]

<sub>[It's been a very long few days.]

[Henry's undoubtedly heard about where Heather went and WHY from the grapevine, but she didn't end up contacting him herself at any point. It's hard to find the time when you're dodging Teams RED and BLU and there's at least one Heavy on your tail at almost all times.]

[But she still feels BAD about it, and so when the beleaguered trio trudges back into the house, the first thing Heather seeks out is her adopted brother. She figures he won't be too hard to find. He's probably still in his sleeping bag.]</sub>

Henry?

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_{[And behold Henry, staring into the television that's playing some shitty infomercial that's come on after all the horror movies went off during the night, robotically putting gummy something-or-others into his mouth from the bag on his lap.]}

Hnnnn?

[text | February 12]

[exeggutorhead]

henry come outside quick that really fat pidove is back

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oh shit


_{[Henry quickly appears outside but makes sure not to slam the door least he frighten the legendary Stanley away.]}

Envy?

[action, backdated to 3/17]

[armoredsoul]

[Al showed up a little bit after Henry contacted him over the network about the eggs, taking care of a trip to the Pidgey Post Office before heading over to the homunculii's house. He'd been let in, and chatted a bit with Lust before being directed to the living room to find his customer. Al peeks in, smiling a bit when he spots who he assumes to be Henry--he'd only seen him a few times, mostly over the Gear, but there's not many ohter people this could be.]

Hi, Henry?

[Following Al into the room is a pair of Meowstic, who keep a little bit behind him for now.]

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_{[AND LO! IT IS HE-- the shaggy, perpetually sleepy looking recluse. Henry glances up from his gear, some puzzle game, and gives Al a shy wave. His Leafeon and Sylveon are laying on either side of him watching TV and four ears stand up when the unfamiliar pokemon enter. Cheerios wants to play. Prince wants to FORCEFULLY GROOM THEM.]}

Hey...

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[envy_the_sinners]

[This isn't the first time Scar has sneaked into Shark House unannounced.

One would think that he learned his lesson last time; Lust had been furious, but teaching old dogs not to break and enter private property is a tall order.

He's currently in the kitchen and under the assumption that Lust is the only person home, poking in the fridge for something to snack on while he waits.]

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<sub>[One would think that. Especially when one of the residents tended to hide like a stressed out shelter cat when anyone new showed up. Henry had been quietly reading in his Ogre Hut (a ridiculously small children's play tent from the Orange Islands) when he heard the fridge open.]

[...]

[Heather was out training. Envy was out having...problems...Lust was gone when he woke up. A dark-ringed eye peers through the cheap plastic flap of the Ogre hut. Around the edge of the kitchen door he sees it. A towering, Frankenstein-esque shape. And it is none of his housemates.]

[Oh fuck. Oh. Fuck.]

[The entire Ogre Hut lifts on a pair of skinny legs and shuffles out of the living room and down the hall. Quiet as death. But it is not gone for long, for the Ogre Hut returns and advances toward Scar's back. Inside, Henry has traded his book for a cruel, twisted weapon he's kept with him for many a year now: the Fry Basket from his first job.]

[It protected him from the bugs. It protected him from the evil exploding pine cones of doom. It protected him from Slightly. And now, with its handle nearly snapped in two, it would protect the entire household.]

[There is a scream. It is the scream of a god-killer.]</sub>

[Text]

[wing_attack]

Did you know?

A group of hares is called a husk.

Dreamt is the only English word that ends in the letters "mt".

Camels have three eyelids to protect themselves from blowing sand.

Elephants have the longest pregnancy in the animal kingdom at 22 months.

[Text]

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<sub>[???????????]

[This? This is karma.]</sub>

im disappointed a group of hares isnt called a toupee

[Video] May 24th

[wing_attack]

[It is early in the morning. Very early. And all that can be seen is a Braviary's feathers and all that can be heard is terrified squawking.]

[Then there's a growl, and an Ursaring's paw comes down and picks up the camera, and points it at a sleeping Tobias. Regal hops over to him and nudges him with his beak, but he doesn't move. He doesn't even respond verbally.]

[The Braviary flaps his wings and screeches.]

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<sub>[Woah, what's this? His 'gear is blowin' up with some frantic looking feathered and furry friends. Henry is no stranger to Pokemon posing and sharing candid videos. He tilts his head and tries to puzzle out the meaning of the message.]

[Then it clicks. Oh. Oh, no. It's one of those naps.]</sub>

Don't worry, I'm on it.

_{[And by 'on it' he means going to Heather and making distressed sounds.]}

July 6th, LATE.

[foolishwren]

<sub>[It's ass o'clock and normally there's still plenty of people or 'mons out and about to play with, but for some reason tonight there is NOBODY. And that's TERRIBLE. :(]

[A pair of coffee-colored, donut-shaped ears pop up over the corner of Henry's bag, followed by a big cinnabar nose and two wild I've-been-running-up-and-down-the-halls kitten eyes.]

[THE MIGHTY PREDATOR STALKS HER PREY ACROSS THE SERENGETI...]</sub>

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_{[The lone resident of the Thought Cocoon suspects nothing, naturally. There are a few dozy pokemon around him too, as Cheerios sleeps and drools all over the 'gear that he and Abe were recently taking turns playing with one of those 'for pokemon' things moving around on the screen games.]}

text, wee hours of 8/1

[envy_the_sinners]

I did not realize that I had broken your wrist. I am sorry.

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you didn't break it envy misunderstood



but you are in fact an asshole

[video] 9/1

[exeggutorhead]

[The video is just aimed down at a plate sitting on the table.]

[On that plate is a grilled cheese sandwich that is only a little bit messy and burnt.]

Hey. I think I've got it just about figured out.

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<sub>[Is that...]

[IT IS!]</sub>

Envy! That looks great! I think a person could eat that.

November 7th, 3:37 AM

[garbagechild]

<sub>[It's the dead of night.]

[Even the majority of the Pokemon are asleep by now, and those that aren't are on their way to being so.]

[The only sounds are the tick-tick-tick of the living room clock.]

[.... And the whip-whap-whip of the Poke-door to the kitchen flapping as Something enters the house.]</sub>

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<sub>[Henry has been in the Ogre Hut that is stationed in the corner of the living room since the sun went down. He's made the mistake of downloading a very addictive game from the network and has been thumbing away at it for hours.]

[He's not even aware that everyone else went to bed. He hears the little poke'flap announce something arriving, but thinks little of it.]

[For the moment.]</sub>

December 16th!

[garbagechild]

<sub>[Wrath has, all things considered, not had a ton of contact with the strange human that shared the house with his cohorts. Not that he's been avoiding Henry out of fear, per se, but they had had a pretty awkward introduction.]

[But Wrath also likes to be on the couch, and as he has discovered, the couch is USUALLY occupied by the human.]

[It has been occupied all morning long, and most of the afternoon.]

[Wrath wants a turn. :c]



[From his looking-spot hunkered by one of the couch-arms, he slowly puts one hand on the couch, staring at the man.]</sub>

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<sub>[Henry, meanwhile, is tapping away at a game on his 'gear and does not notice the pale hand. He hasn't been actively avoiding Wrath, but Henry really has no idea what to do with kids that live in the same house so he's just been giving him his space.]

[Cheerios notices though and chirps a greeting.]</sub>

action | January 29th

[exeggutorhead]

[Envy sneakily fled the house this morning the moment he realized what was probably going on. Which is to say, something he absolutely did not want to deal with with a certain someone IN said house.]

[But sometime in the early afternoon, he sneaks his way back. Both because he didn't have any cash for food and, more importantly, because the house is FULL of secretive, sneaky people who might also have had his same idea, and one of their housemates has a broken foot.]

[He'll risk Deep, Truthful Conversations to make sure that his friend hasn't been abandoned to his own devices. He's still pretty furtive as he comes in...through the office window. Heather's not as likely to be in there! And it's separate enough from the living room that he has some chance at sneaking.]

Henry?

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<sub>[Not separate enough.]

[Henry is hanging out in the office today because it's got that window and he's been practicing with his crutches now that ti's been a few weeks. So he sits there, seated in a swivel chair with a photograph clutched close to his chest, watching his octopus-headed friend Mission Impossible his way into the house.]</sub>

...Yeah?

[a_sin_for_him]

[It's one of those Strange Fridays. Sometimes they strike, sometimes they don't. Lust never knows until halfway through the morning.]

[At least today is only mildly embarrassing, and doesn't come with spilling closely held thoughts or feelings. At least verbally. Still. She isn't one given to displays of affection, and certainly not to just anyone she happens to have friendly feelings towards.]

[Except today she is. Which is why she can't restrain herself when she notices Henry on the couch, staring at the television. It's a very familiar sight. Henry, odd quiet human that he is, is a part of this household. And there's that Feeling. She lets out a small squeak and then she's leaning over the back of the couch, hands on Henry's shoulders, smacking an audible kiss to his slightly rough cheek.]

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<sub>[Henry Townshend, who is minding his own goddamn business, doesn't know what hit him. He's used to Pokemon popping up to give him kisses. They have a whole hoard of cuddly eevees that just mill around the house. But when THE HAIR MONSTER obscures his vision, Henry makes a noise.]

[His first instinct is to plant his hand firmly against her face and shove her away.]</sub>