Call Henry's Poke"gear!

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Hi there! Wanna thread but don't have time/want to set up a whole post for it?
Does your character just wanna call and shoot the breeze? LET'S DO IT.
Just use the COMMENT and MESSAGE threads below!

[Psst, if you need OOC contact, try here!]

Comments

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

im disappointed a group of hares isnt called a toupee

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I know, it's really disappointing. But the fact that a group of crows is a 'murder' is pretty cool.

I'm sitting around waiting for show time so I'm bored.

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im so honored

what show are you seeing?

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I'm not seeing it, I'm in it. It's the circus' show.

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oh wow what do you do? do you have an animal act?

_{[IT'S THE ONLY THING HE CAN THINK OF.]}

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Pretty much. It's kind of an air show thing. You know how Falkner has an air show in Violet? Like that but better.

[He will outdo the bird man, okay? It's a Thing.]

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break a leg!

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I'll try not to fall on my face this time.

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This time? is there a story attached?

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Not really, it's just hard to practice on a bird's back without landing in the dirt a lot.

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_{[He's actually a little disappointed! No aliens? No giant bees?]}

That's cool. You couldn't get me up there doing stunts. Riding on Frootloops is wild enough for me.

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[Morphing is a magical healing thing, so. Yeah.]

Frootloops? Is he a toucan?

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no he is a flying dinosaur that grows bananas out of his body

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So where do the loops come from?

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delicious cereal

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So there's no actual loops in your Fruitloops, just bananas.

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dont be a hater tobias

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I'm not! I'm just wondering where the loops are!

[Video] May 24th

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[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.]}

[foolishwren]

<sub>[The Litleo's eyes squint devilishly, and then disappear as her head lowers to the floor and her rump shoots up in the air. Where it wiggles once... twice... three times...]

[And then about fifteen pounds of lion cub comes straight down on the middle of the lump in the sleeping bag.]</sub>

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<sub>[Henry sits bolt upright with a loud OOF and the only thing stopping him from grabbing the little critter up by her tail and hurling her across the room thanks to his Survival Horror Protag Relfexes is the fact that his arms are pinned to his side by his sleeping bag.]

[He blinks groggily down at the happy cub on his lap and then sags.]</sub>

Uuuugh, Scarlet. What is Heather feeding you?

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<sub>[The answer is almost everything. She's even worse than Cujo about begging.]

[When Henry comes launching into a sitting position, Scarlet tumbles into his lap and beeps happily, putting her paws up on his chest.]

[8] YOU ARE HER PREY. SHE HAS CAPTURED YOU.]</sub>