[Rocket Hideout, Goldenrod] If anyone was having a nice, quiet day, so sorry. Jules has arrived. Jules is waking up. There's a hideous high-pitched almost-wailing sort of shriek, and then a too-tall, too-gangly man comes scrambling out of that arrival room in a flailing, shouting dramatic panic, sounding some sort of alarm, wearing nothing but a pair of boxers because of course that's just how his day is going to go.
Inside the room, a Porygon carefully peeks around the corner at the suddenly panicking human--who is panicking because he is suddenly a human, yes, thank you--and asks, "Pory?"
This causes the poor screaming fool to scream louder.
[Route 34] Jules has acclimated. A little. A tiny bit. He's fully dressed like a normal human being now even if finding clothes to fit his seven-foot-tall frame was difficult, it's an improvement. And he's definitely going out to take a walk out in the wilderness around Goldenrod, how hard could this be?
Hard. Very hard. He's somehow managed to irritate not one, not two, but a small horde of Joltik, and they are hopping after him in tiny, angry pursuit, sending sparks after him.
There's a wild throw of a Pokeball as he's fleeing, and the Porygon pops out. "I don't know!" Jules cries to it. "Just fix it!"
Wow rude that is a lot to expect of just one Porygon, gosh.
Jules Thibault | Changeling: the Lost OC
If anyone was having a nice, quiet day, so sorry. Jules has arrived. Jules is waking up. There's a hideous high-pitched almost-wailing sort of shriek, and then a too-tall, too-gangly man comes scrambling out of that arrival room in a flailing, shouting dramatic panic, sounding some sort of alarm, wearing nothing but a pair of boxers because of course that's just how his day is going to go.
Inside the room, a Porygon carefully peeks around the corner at the suddenly panicking human--who is panicking because he is suddenly a human, yes, thank you--and asks, "Pory?"
This causes the poor screaming fool to scream louder.
[Route 34]
Jules has acclimated. A little. A tiny bit. He's fully dressed like a normal human being now even if finding clothes to fit his seven-foot-tall frame was difficult, it's an improvement. And he's definitely going out to take a walk out in the wilderness around Goldenrod, how hard could this be?
Hard. Very hard. He's somehow managed to irritate not one, not two, but a small horde of Joltik, and they are hopping after him in tiny, angry pursuit, sending sparks after him.
There's a wild throw of a Pokeball as he's fleeing, and the Porygon pops out. "I don't know!" Jules cries to it. "Just fix it!"
Wow rude that is a lot to expect of just one Porygon, gosh.
They could probably use some help.