March - April Test Drive Meme

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Princess Rapunzel | Tangled: The Series (SPOILERS FOR SERIES FINALE JUST IN CASE)

[prodigalhairess]

[Option A; Action]

[The sprawling plains of Route 38 were calm and quiet in the early morning. Aside from the sleepy calls of the farm's miltank and tauros, and the occasional bark of a growlithe, everything seemed to be at peace. A nice, lazy start to a day of travel.]

WOOHOO!

[... Until that silence is broken by a happy shout, and a firey blur bursts out of the nearby brush, charging fast down the well-traveled main road. The blur is, in fact, a ponyta and its rider, the flames of its tail throwing bright sparks with each gallop. The brunette atop looks like she's having the time of her life, arms wrapped around the horse's neck as she holds on in the absence of a proper saddle and bridle.]

C'mon, buddy! Just calm down and we can totally do this!

[The ponyta's path down the road is a bit erratic, jerking from one side to another and stuttering in its gallop every so often. It's clear that it's not used to being ridden, though it clearly trusts the girl, considering she's not being burnt by the flames. Said girl, meanwhile, seems unfazed with the wobbling path her mount is taking, instead focusing on running a hand along its neck in a soothing motion.]

Thaaaat's it, just calm down and focus... [She keeps up the steady motions and words of comfort, until the ponyta snorts and begins to slow, its movements becoming less and less erratic.] There we go! I knew you could do it.

[When it finally stops, much more easily directed by its trainer, the ponyta gives a happy little whinny, and is quickly rewarded with a few scritches between the ears.]

Good boy! Oh, you're gonna get such a big treat when we get back to camp!



[Option B; Network]

so ummmmmm
i know the animals here are super different from normal!
like dogs and horses don't breath fire or anything where i'm from
but
i'm pretty sure no matter what magic they have

dogs don't lay eggs???

[Attached is a picture of two very proud growlithe - one Rapunzel's, the other Cassandra's - and a clutch of four eggs between them.]

um
what do i do???


[Option C; Wildcard]

[Throw your own prompt at me! If you wanna hash something out first, feel free to hit me up at Kiyuukins]

me to myself: I'm not apping here but....what if I tagged this | B

[alchemistake]

uhhhh, Princess?
are you guys absolutely /sure/ those eggs belong to those two?
from what I've researched on fire types, it's common for them to use their warmer body temperatures to the advantage of getting eggs to hatch faster, so...
maybe they came from some of your other Pokemon and they're just keeping them warm?

[He's been doing some research, but...he hasn't quite made it to the Breeding 101 section of his various field guides yet.]

B

[feudalladyshandmaid]

Raps what happened
Wait why are there four eggs?
I thought there was only three.

A (are you and/or the cass apping because that would be my dream come true)

[rogueontherox]

[It's a beautiful day outside. Pidgey are singing, Sunflora are blooming... on days like this, sixteen year-old young women probably shouldn't be strutting along Route 38 wearing noise-cancelling headphones (stretched over her head and that of the Eevee perched on her shoulder), singing,]

AND EVERY TIME WE TOUCH I SWEAR WE COULD FLYYYYY!

[Even if that isn't technically the lyrics to the song it's close enough for Roxy to karaoke anyways, with Frigglish the Eevee yapping along.]

[Unfortunately, noise cancelling headphones means that neither Roxy nor Frigglish can hear Rapunzel and her Ponyta careening headlong towards them. Or take evasive maneuvers.]

[Oh dear.]

B

[magmarinersrevenge]

there probably cursed

[Seems like the reasonable conclusion to her.]

u should probably smash them just to be safe

[Wait no]

Cassandra | Tangled: The Series (POTENTIAL FINALE SPOILERS)

[feudalladyshandmaid]

[A; Network]

[A video is posted to the network, starting with a brilliant view of the sky above what appears to be Route 29 if the dotted houses and pokemon lab of New Bark Town in the far distance are to be believed. It's almost a serene image.]

Hoothoot!

[And then the screen shifts and jostles, with something resembling a finger coming down over the screen as it moves to a viewpoint that's more... straight down. Down past branches and bristles of pine. This video is being taken from up a tall tree!]

It was a little funny but playtime's over, Hoothoot!

[The same voice as before once again cut through the serenity, sounding distant and increasingly annoyed. The reason for that was plainly obvious. As the video continued recording from its new position, it caught sight of a young woman, standing at the base of the tree, staring up at it- not, at the Pokemon responsible for it being there.

A few trilling chirps are sung much closer to the screen than the woman was. It catches her sliding her face into the palm of her hand, and a muffled groan.]

No, I am not coming up to get you! I'm going to count to three and then- woah, woah!

[The camera quickly moves for a second time, showing the sky once more, then the ground, and the sky again. And the ground, with the woman, now a blur of grey and dark green, scrambling forward, closer and closer...

Until it stops, and the recording settles on a closeup of Route 29's short grass, and the face of the woman from earlier. She breaths hard and quick, her pale face flush from sudden excitement, dark green eyes narrowing in a clear sign of frustration.]

Too close. Okay. That was too far, Hoothoot! I hope you have- [Catching herself, she blinks straight into the camera.] Wait, so does the green light means that... Ugh.

[She'll just bury her face in the grass now, leaving that to end the video as her fingers fumble for the off switch to this new device.]

[B; Action]

[It's a rather calm day in Violet city.]

En garde!

[It's an otherwise calm day in Violet city, if not for what sounds like a fight being raised near the often-traveled Pokemon Center. A woman shouts, a Pokemon shouts back. It's certainly not typical for Pokemon trainers to be... fighting their Pokemon, is it?

Cassandra is not a typical trainer. And upon rounding the corner, you'll find that she is indeed fighting her own Pokemon! With a sword!

A wooden training sword, that is. Against a Farfetch'd, with a leek, who seems more keen on waving it around in a frenzy than any sort of proper form.]

Come on! Shoulders back and keep one foot forward. [Cass did as she herself suggested, slipping into the posture of a practiced sword fencer. Her Farfetch'd tried to do the same, but it's difficult. Considering... bird.]

Don't worry, okay? We'll keep at it.

[C; Wildcard]

A, voice

[itsbanter]

[ a sympathetic but also slightly amused voice from across the ether: ]

Not a great deal of experience with comms, I take it?

B

[prodigalhairess]

[Wherever Cassandra is, Rapunzel is never far behind. She may not be up and about fighting her companions like her best friend is, but she's sitting close by, her journal open on her lap. It hadn't taken her long at all to buy herself a new journal, and while it didn't hold nearly as much sentimental value as the one her mother gave her... it was already being put to good use. The page she's sketching in now isn't too detailed yet, but if Cass glances over, she'll see the outlines of her and her farfetch'd holding their respective weapons out, like knights saluting each other before a duel.]

You make a really good teacher, y'know.

B, this is an actual dream ome true

[conniemaheswaran]

You know, some Pokémon get skittish when a human is brandishing a weapon at them. They'll get used to it once they get to know you a bit more, but until then...

[A Honedge flies at Cass pommel-first, stopping at a respectful distance as the Pokémon offers his hilt to her. A few feet away, Connie smiles at Cass, hands in her pockets. She's amassed quite a collection of magical swords ever since she started breeding in earnest.]

...they might feel a bit more comfortable if they're "battling" against another Pokémon, even if you're just using a Honedge like a sword. You can borrow Zulfiqar—don't worry about the Pokédex entry that says they suck souls or whatever, mine don't do that.

[shidou_hikaru]

A: Cherrygrove City, Kanto--

[ The town is quaint and comfortable, and after a few days of hiking along route 29, there's one girl who's happy to sit at the outdoor table of a small cafe to watch trainers passing with their pokemon. A winter chill still hangs in the air, but she's perfectly warm with a small growlithe pup seated in her lap and some hot drink in her cup.

As you pass, she hops to her feet, her long red braid trailing as she chases after you. Growlithe bolts along beside her, barking to catch your attention. ]

Hey, you dropped something!


B: Network, Video

[ Good morning, Johto! Have the face of a cheerful-looking young girl--surely she can't be older than eleven, given her appearance. Her cherry-red hair stands in sharp contrast to all the green foliage around her, and an eager-looking (but somewhat petite) growlithe clamors for attention in the corner of the screen. ]


Hi, everyone! I'm not very good with computers and little gadgets like this, but I've been traveling here in this world for a little while now and I think it's time I introduce myself!

I'm Shidou Hikaru! My name is written with a Shi like a lion and dou like a temple. I'm from Tokyo, I'm sixteen years old, and my blood type is O! [ Here she holds up the growlithe. ] And this is Rayearth! Isn't she cute?

It seems like I can't use my magic here, but if anyone needs help, just let me know!


C: Wildcard

[ You know what to do. ]

network video

[uncutetomboy]

[The person who ends up popping up onscreen is an ordinarily pretty teenage girl, with short black hair of the kind that's so dark it's practically got blue highlights. She's got a little Tepig in her arms.]

Hi! I'm Tendou Akane and I'm seventeen and also from Tokyo, in Nerima ward. Which ward are you from?

a

[stardustish]

Huh?

[ this trainer over here was one of those passing by and just happened to drop, well, her trainer ID. that would've been bad if it weren't for this young girl with red hair. sylvia turns to the girl and lets out a nervous laugh, looking at her the nthe growlithe. ]

Haha, did I? What was it? Must've been something important!

Emporio Alniño | JJBA (Stone Ocean) - Spoilers for end Very likely

[seacub]

[TEXT]

[Once he found out that things were not, in fact, as he thought they were, Emporio was far less calm than he had been while waking up. Not to say he was calm when he woke up anyway, but there was a lot of range on the Alniño Anxiety Scale. Which didn't exist but that wasn't the point.

The point was, he went downstairs, there was a lady calling him her son, and also the music hadn't changed in volume which meant it definitely had to be coming from him.

The lady was also useless for questions, whatever questions he managed to stammer out before settling outside to have his panic attack in quiet.

Ultimately, he had to hand it to this place though he wasn't being attacked. And well, he feels like if something was happening while in the middle of a dream or similar, he'd start feeling more pain by now. That wasn't happening so far? It seemed alright so far.

A few books and scattered supplies later and Emporio's finger his hovering over the send button on a text post. There's...other people here, best he can tell. He's never really had reason to communicate with other people this way, so it's a very strange experience to be sitting here, staring at the text message...

What if no one knows the answers? What if it really is a trap? What if-]

Mii!

AHH! No, don't-!

[Dratini has hit Send. The post, in question...is of course available for everyone to read.]

Hello?

Can anyone hear music playing? Does anyone know where it is coming from? If you can hear it, are you from somewhere else too?

Do you remember something strange happening with time?

Please tell me what is going on here!

[ACTION - ????]

The boy stands in what few may recognize as a cub's baseball uniform. His backpack is shouldered and gripped tightly with one hand, and there seems to be something blue around his shoulders as well- his pokemon, specifically.

"This place..." Emporio looks around, idly scratching the pokemon's odd wing protrusions. "...It's so peaceful here, even during the fights. And even with music, it's so much quieter than anywhere I've ever been..."

He didn't have the heart to put the Dratini back in the ball. Even if it was probably like how his ghost-bag worked, it seemed like putting something alive to sit alone somewhere when they didn't have to was...mean. It was just mean.

Though... "You're comfortable there right? You won't dry out too much? You seem like a fish, so I should probably worry about that...but you breathe fine, so maybe you're more like a..."

He hits the thought of dolphins and drifts into thought again- thoughts on this strange, peaceful and kind world versus the one he had barely existed in for a few minutes. On how strange it was that this could...Maybe not be a trap? Maybe it was real, but then why? Why was this-

He's so distracted, he nearly bumps into someone- and from there his calm is soundly broken by alarm.

"AaaaAAH-!" Oops.

Re: Emporio Alniño | JJBA (Stone Ocean) - Spoilers for end Very likely

[uncutetomboy]

"Aaaahhhh!" the other person yelps, startled. As it turns out, that person is a teenage girl, dressed in a white blouse and a blue jumper. She has short blue-black hair and in her arms she's carrying a little pink and black pig.

"Oh," she says, letting out a frustrated breath. "You're just a kid."

text

[fingersandteeth]

Everyone who's not native to this world can hear it. You learn to ignore it eventually.

I'm from another world too. Earth in the year 2015 BCE?

Here we watch as Jolyne has no idea what is going on

[strings_theory]

Must be new, huh?

Yeah, the music is fuckin' everywhere and everyone hears it, can't turn that shit off, unfortunately. And I think everyone notices the music, just those of us not originally from here kind of notice it more or something like that, it's weird as hell and I have no idea where it comes from and I don't think anyone else does, either.

... To say something strange happened with time would be an understatement with me.

Welcome to Pokemon land or what-the-hell-ever. You probably got a creature with you of some kind, that's a Pokemon and it's supposed to be your partner. People fight with 'em here instead of fighting yourself. It's weird as hell, but don't question it.

Akane Tendou | Ranma 1/2 (spoilers possible)

[uncutetomboy]

Cherrygrove (Action)

It's quiet in the garden outside the inn tonight. Quiet, at least, until the scream of pure rage as a Quagsire is literally punted through a screen.

"You jerk!" the young woman in pajamas cries out, as she follows the pokemon out the hole she created, slamming her fists directly at its snout. "That's T-chan's ball, not yours! How did you even get into my room?"

Maybe someone ought to tell her that you're supposed to let your Pokemon fight other Pokemon--not fight them yourself.

(She's. Probably going to have to pay for a new screen now. Oops.)

Network (Video)

[The screen shows a teenage Japanese girl with short black hair so dark it pretty much has blue highlights. She's got an improvised sweatband keeping that hair off her face and it looks like she's been repairing a screen somewhere? Weird.]

I mean, why should it matter if technically you were the one to knock out the other Pokemon and not your actual Pokemon? Didn't you win the fight either way? But nooooo, they said it didn't count and I had to go fight them again with T-chan if I wanted them to pay up.

[She sighs. The little tepig nearby makes a sympathetic oink.] Ugh. This is stupid.

Network

[notyourgoddess]

Yeah they're weird like that here. Apparently the pokemon can fight as much as they want but the rest of us aren't supposed to get involved.

Hell, they arrested me and a friend for sparring in public once.

[The property damage and the fact that you guys were yelling battle threats probably helped.]

It's incredibly hypocritical.

Link | Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild

[thestrongsilenttype]

V for Video

[ Hi everyone! Meet Link. That might be a sword strapped to his back. He's currently staring into the camera, looking a little discomfited, as if he'd rather fight a horde of monsters than make a video. A Rockruff sits in his lap, tail wagging happily as he scratches behind its ears. ]

I'm looking for a girl. [ He nods. Yes, that's a good start. ] She's Hylian, like me. Blonde... blue eyes. Her name is Zelda.

If anyone has seen her... please tell her Link is here. I'm her knight--it's important that I find her. Thank you.

[ The feed cuts abruptly there. That wasn't awkward at all, was it? ]


A for Action: Mt. Mortar

[ You might be hiking. That is, you're definitely hiking right now, and probably have been for a long time at this point. It's still spring, but enough fire pokemon live in the vicinity that it's warm already, and the paths are long and winding.

From above, you might hear a voice. ]

Footing's a little loose there. Careful.

[ If you look up, you might spot him--a blond kid with a ponytail perched on a precarious-looking ledge halfway up a sheer slope of the mountain. He gives a little wave and a nod. What's he doing up there? Who knows, but he points at you and gestures widely. ]

Go around there and you'll be fine.


Wildcard
[ Do the thing. ]

V

[uncutetomboy]

[Akane learns forward into the screen, squinting at him. Does he have pointy ears?]

What's a Hylian? Are you a kind of elf?

[He looks like an elf would.]

Lio Fotia | Promare

[burnishingmad]

Cherrygrove

[So this is not Promepolis. This isn't the Parnassus, it's not the engine core, some woman called mom just gave him a bag and shoved him out the door of a quaint little house and he hasn't seen his own mother in years and--]

What the hell. [Where is the music coming from?

Was this on the other side of the portal? Did the ship make it through anyway? Lio's frustrated because he can feel he doesn't have his Burnish powers, which means it's not earth because the Promare are in the Earth's core and he can't hear them or the other Burnish and there are so many factors--

He calls out instead:]

Kray! Kray Foresight!

[Nothing but caterpies.]

Meis! ... Gueira? [He's scanning eeeeverywhere around him.] Galo?

Did I die? [Hey it's a legitimate question. He just refuses to believe he's the only one that would've made it out of that alive.]

Some Route Near You

Okay. Try it one more time.

[There's a blond bob-cut haired guy in a sleeveless leather jacket and pants kneeling next to a Vulpix in some short grass. There's not any other pokemon around, but there is a sort of circle-ring in the grass a few feet away.]

Just aim for that circle, got it?

[Vulpix makes a little cheer, then gets into an attack stance. It tries and a moment later, ember lights up and.. hits the very edge of the ring. It's not on target, but Lio looks pleased.]

Good. Almost there. Then we'll try it on a moving target.

[He could probably use some training help either way.]

network post; video

The longer I'm here and read this network, the more I realize I am not the only one misplaced. I'll skip the inane questions and ask: has anyone seen or heard from Galo Thymos. There is. Quite literally no way you would miss him.

I'm looking for others as well. Meis, Gueira, if you're here, please answer me.

[He's... really worried okay.]

I will ask one question. Do people keep these as pets or as battle champions?

[schachmeister]

[Have you ever looked into a mirror? Because that is sort of what Armin feels like right now.]

I can't say I've heard of him, sorry. Or any of those other people for that matter. Is there anything I should look out for?

And as for the pokemon -- both. And more. Some people train their pokemon to take on the gyms or even just to do some battles in their spare time. Some people keep pokemon and breed them to sell the eggs. Some people make money from them in other ways, like people who sell their Miltank's milk or who use their pokemon in construction or mining. Some people research pokemon and keep them for that purpose. And there are also people who just keep a pokemon or two as a pet. They really can be used in any way you want as long as you treat them well.

Sakura Kinomoto | Cardcaptor Sakura

[mysticadventure]

[ ooc: I'm waiting for Clear Card to be done, so she's only from the very beginning of that Arc! ]

Action

[ There's a drampa sniffing around Cherrygrove. It was checking behind bushes and buildings, wandering the shores of the beach. What was it doing? What was it looking for? The answer came soon enough as it let out a triumphant cry and pulled out a young girl from behind a particularly large bush from the back of her shirt. She laughed and wiggled in its grasp. ]

Aw, you found me! I thought I had a better hiding spot this time too! Okay okay, here you go!

[ She dug into her backpack for the berries she knew he liked. He munched on them happily as she pet his snout. He was like a grandpa dragon, which made him name all the funnier to her. But he was awfully sweet too. ]

Network

I think Kero would have loved a place like this, the music reminds me of the game he played! But um, where does it come from?

Oh! I'm Sakura Kinomoto! And um, I was supposed to start middle school but I ended up here instead. I'm sure everything will be alright.

It's very nice to meet everyone!

Action

[bladeofconquest]

Corrin spotted the drampa wandering around and decided to approach it, thinking it might be lost. Her Totodile Ryoma is out of his Poké Ball for now, tottering along next to her. He enjoys the beach and had been paddling around in the shallow water earlier, enjoying the swim.

She kneels over. "Hey there little guy, you look a little lost." She says cheerfully. "Are you missing someone? I can help you find your missing friend if—"

The drampa, ignoring the attempted outreach, continues its search as it pulls out a young girl from a nearby bush who Corrin hadn't spotted. "—Oh! Well, never mind then." She laughs. "I didn't realize you two were playing a game! I'm sorry for intruding."

Corrin of Nohr | Fire Emblem Fates: Conquest

[bladeofconquest]

[Action; Route 29]

Corrin sits under the shade of tree near the side of the road, shoes off, and enjoying her repast. A Totodile sits next to her, happily munching on some berries she found, and then checked, double-checked, and triple-checked that were safe for consumption beforehand.

This bento looks Hoshidan; in fact she might have had something similar during her time there but she can't be sure. Still, it's tasty and while that woman wasn't her mother, Corrin appreciates the gesture. "Y'know, Ryoma..." She says introspectively, her mouth still slightly full (Jakob's not here to have a heart-attack about her lack of decorum after all). "This is definitely a strange Deeprealm and I probably should be panicking more, but honestly? Kind of enjoying the vacation." The Tototdile—Ryoma, apparently—glances up at her, still gnawing on his handful of berries and makes a curious noise.

"Yeah, I should probably be more upset and missing my family, and I do, I do, but I was thinking I could use a vacation anyway after...everything that's happened. This isn't exactly what I had in mind, but it'll do for now. Besides, I'm not alone am I? Got you after all." She pats his head affectionately; she's already grown pretty fond of him, and from the cooing sound Ryoma makes, the feeling seems mutual.

Movement on the road catches Corrin's eyes, as she spies another traveler making their way down the road. Quickly swallowing her bento, she raises her hand, and waves to you. "Ho there, stranger!" She calls. "I'm just having some lunch, would you like to join me?" Ryoma nudges her looking slightly indignant. "Sorry, us?"

Network

Afternoon, everyone. I was wondering if there's someone in the Violet City area who might want to try their hand at some swordplay? I got myself a few training swords from the store mostly because I want to keep my own training up while I'm here, but I always find having a sparring partner useful. Any takers? We can meet in from of the Poké Center to get started.

Oh, and if you've never tried before that's okay too! I was trained by the best knight in the kingdom back home, I'm more than happy to show you the ropes too if you want to learn.

[Wildcard]
[I can work with just about anything so if there's something else you'd like to do, lay it on me, Keanu! I'm up for pretty much whatever.]

Network

[mothergoose]

Is sword fighting very common in your world?

Kain Fuery | Fullmetal Alchemist (specifically manga/Brotherhood)

[hellhathnone]

[Video]

[It's... a good thing that he's so used to communication things in general, even if the 'gear is way beyond the normal capacity of things like telegraphs and telephones and all that. But it only takes him a little while to figure out how this whole mess works before he's backing up and that's very much a man that... seems to be a rather small even though he's absolutely in his early twenties.

There's a magnemite just floating around him seeming as bored as bored can be, but how can you really tell when one of them is bored?]

Um... Oh man, is this thing even on...

I didn't seem to get a lot of information from the... odd... woman... that claimed she was my mother or something. So if there's anyone out there that's getting this message, I would absolutely love to know what is going on. This doesn't look like anything I've ever seen in Amestris and it... doesn't seem to have the right climate to be Xing or the deserts around Ishval... [Nor do the buildings look like this! Quaint little towns are weird!]

The brigadier general isn't going to like me ending up out here without letting anyone know...

[He doesn't seem to notice it's video, anyway. But he's quick to hiss something under his breath and quickly shut the feed off either way.]

[Action; Route 29]

Perhaps it would have been easier if he had a clue about what he was doing. There were weird creatures coming out at him, seeming aggressive. He couldn't really fault them, a few times he'd accidentally almost stepped on one or two... or several. But what he had't understood was the tiny magnemite not seeming particularly pleased with the situation and going about a fight on its own accord.

"You, uh, you going to keep me safe then...?" He doesn't sound too confident about that, though there's a weird static sound from the Pokemon that he assumes is a yes. Hopefully that's a yes.

He probably sticks out like a sore thumb trying to travel along the route, or more like stumbling along, while in a very obvious some kind of military uniform. At least he has boots. Which is more than can be said for him almost stepping into the nest of an irritated starly that immediately is lunging at his face only to be stopped by a nice bolt from that floating magnet.

And immediately having the man fall back flat on his ass.]

Video

[mothergoose]

Whoever this woman is, I have been told she believes everyone here her child. Perhaps she is pretending or perhaps there is something not right with her. Either way she is not appearing to have any useful information.

[She should know, she tried to ask a lot of questions before she was kicked out.]

Hunk | Voltron: Legendary Defender

[spacebolin]

Network

Okay, this is probably gonna sound a little weird, so bear with me-

[The video opens on a very confused-looking Hunk. He's smiling, but it's pretty obvious that it's one of those fake-it-til-you-make-it deals.]

Is this Earth? Because I don't remember it being like this the last time I was there. It's cool if it's not, but it'd just be nice to know... y'know? [The last thing he remembers before waking up here is that they were all heading that way. To Earth. So if this isn't it... Well, it's just a little jarring, if he's being honest.]

Also uh- This little lady's been following me around for a while now, and I'm not sure who she belongs to. [Here, the video cuts to a rockruff seated nearby. As cute as she is, Hunk's actually starting to worry. Her owners are probably missing her!]

She seems pretty well-behaved, but I didn't see a collar or anything, so...

[The camera zooms again and then there's Hunk, smiling sheepishly and rubbing the back of his neck.]

Anyway, hi?

Route 29

[After cutting the video off, Hunk is pretty quick to return to what he was doing before - namely questioning what he could have possibly done to lead up to waking up in a strange bedroom, in a slightly-too-small bed, and then being handed a backpack and ushered out into the world with nothing more than a smile and a 'go, be great'.

The rockruff from the video is still just sitting there, staring expectantly up at him. It's a bit unnerving, but he can't be too mad about it. He's never actually had a pet before, so it's a bit exciting. Still, the puppy doesn't appear to have a collar or a tag, and Hunk can't help but worry.]

So now what? We probably can't just stay here.

[He's pretty sure the puppy can't actually speak to him, but stranger things have happened. And even if it can't, it still helps to settle his steadily-rising nerves.]

What do you think, girl? Is this Earth? Not sure I've never had a pet, so uh... I guess this is okay?

[It's an odd sight, to be sure, a big intimidating-looking figure crouched down to easier address a small rockruff as though he does this sort of thing all the time. But it's a nice day, and he's not terribly worried about running into danger here.]

Choose Your Own

[The obligatory wildcard option! Feel free to run into him at pretty much any point. He has no idea what's going on, so it's fair to assume he'll be flailing around in an attempt to figure it out. Catch me at doodlebuginette if you wanna hash something out beforehand, or if you just want to point and laugh at what a goober he is.]

Route 29

[bladeofconquest]

As Hunk ponders his next move, coming up the road from the town, he can hear a voice. Female, pleasant-sounding, and singing lightly.

"—estined to seek life beyond the shore, just out of reach/Yet, the waters ever change, flowing like time/the path is yours to—oh, hello there!" Corrin smiles pleasantly as she comes into view from around a bend in the path. There's a small blue crocodile-like lizard...thing tottering after her, apparently enjoying the song. When it cuts off the crocodile looks a little sad, then shoots Hunk a glare for interrupting the lovely music.

Corrin certainly looks human, but the long white hair, red eyes, and slightly pointed ears might actually call to mind a race other than human for Hunk. And for some reason she's apparently forgone shoes, though she appears in no way bothered by the dirt path.

"Did you just come from that town back there?" She jerks her head back towards New Bark Town. Oh, she hopes so! Maybe this stranger and she can compare notes, because...this is all really weird, right? Corrin's not been to many Deeprealms, but this doesn't seem to match anything she's ever read about.

ashley j. williams | the evil dead

[deadbydawn]

i. network

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if anyone needs an oversized yellow rat that shoots lightning out of its ass let me know because im dying to get rid of it. it keeps trying to fucking kill me

ive been walking down this road for like a whole ass day trying to lose it but it keeps following me

[Also, it's nearly nightfall and he really, really doesn't want to find out if evil followed him to his place.]

alturnativley if any of you have a hunting rifle id love to take it off your hands. when i walked into the shop and asked they looked like i sprouted a second head so i just left

actually thinking about it they were probably worried about the blood

ii. action

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[When he's not dealing with his terrible Pikachu that hates his guts and figures out how to return it to its PokéBall, Ash eventually makes his way to Cherrygrove City and finds that maybe this place isn't too terrible. Getting money from beating up punks on the street is something he didn't expect from this place, but he welcomes it. Now, if only that stupid music could stop playing constantly, this place would be perfect.

Sure, it's not Jacksonville, but it's got a beach. Which means it's time for him to chill the fuck out. Ash can be found milling around the beachfront shops and bars, dressed in a horribly tacky floral button-up and sipping on a fruity martini. Where the hell did he even get that shirt?

If anybody make the mistake of sitting close to him, he'll try and shift so that his missing hand is in view. After a few minutes, he grins, leans back, and says in a casual tone--]

Bet you were wondering how I lost this hand. It's one hell of a story, I'll tell ya that.

[It's literally been, like, three days.]

network

[fingersandteeth]

Sorry. Weapons seem to be strictly verboten in this region. About the best you'll get is if you manage to persuade one of the local sword ghosts to let you wield it. Guns just-- aren't an option.

Emet-Selch | Final Fantasy XIV (likely spoilers for anything past patch 4.5)

[amaure]

A; Lake of Naps

[Perhaps most would not expect to happen across someone fast asleep in the wilderness ordinarily, but especially not at a lake named something as threatening as The Lake of Rage. However, regardless of why you might have come to the lake, be it for fishing, beholding its beauty, or whatever other purpose, Emet-Selch does not share those reasons. Or at least one might surmise, anyway.

Particularly with how he's laying beneath a tree, none too far from the water's edge. Resting with the upper half of his body against the trunk, his arms crossed over his chest, head slumped off to the side, breaths slow and deep—by all appearances, he is undoubtedly asleep. He's dressed a little oddly, but considering the fashion in the Pokémon world, maybe not too odd. In either case, considering he's a rather large man, dressed the way he is, it might be a little too easy to spot him, but then again, who knows if you're the keenest observer! Maybe you only notice him because he's literally underfoot!

Regardless, he does not seem willing to respond. Maybe he's particularly out of it, and this is no ordinary sleep! Is he drunk? Passed out? Both? Who knows! Or, maybe he's just faking it and is trying to ignore you. Either way, this is no place for someone to be napping—especially without Pokémon by their side!]

B; Grandpa On The Net

Greetings.

I am Solus zos Galvus—a name I wager none among you would recognize, but rest assured, I am quite well known from whence I hail. But, I come not to gloat on such matters of personal renown, when such is like as not to hold little worth here. No, rather I have a most pressing inquiry: is there yet a way to silence this infernal score? Or is the inability to escape it merely by some wretched design?

If so, it would be remiss of me to not award credit where it is most assuredly due. Such subtle means of psychological warfare is rather ingenious, if I do say so myself. Something I might appreciate, if I were not in the midst of suffering it myself.

Should this affront to music truly be inescapable, then I would know the methods in which you and yours manage such contemptible and persistent racket.

C; Wildcard

[Feel free to throw a prompt at me, or hit me up on Zornsable if you wanna plot something out!]

Lake naps

[schachmeister]

[Someone really should have warned Emet-Selch about napping out in the open without the protection of pokemon nearby. But then, would he have listened? Perhaps he was, in fact, warned but choose to disregard those warnings. A terrible decision, so it shall turn out to be.

Or, well, terrible if he was hoping for a peaceful nap, at least.

Armin has been fishing a little ways away. Not within sight of Emet-Selch, but close enough. But this is not about him. He's meaningless. Ignore him. Instead, focus on the small round ball of trouble. You'd think that by now Maribelle the Azurill would be better about not bouncing off. But she is not. The moment a passing Butterfree catches her attention, she is on her little feet, wriggling out of the leash meant to hold her --nothing will ever hold her-- and she is off chasing after it. A chase which comes to an end when she comes across the large man lying underneath the tree.

She lets out a curious thrill, and then, without any fear, she hops onto Emet-Selch's head with a few bouncy steps, peering down at his sleeping face.]

Zuuuu?

[Who is this?? Is this her new best friend???]