[A] Starting Out [Well. That was disorienting. For a number of reasons, least among them being the strange woman claiming to be his mother. He politely played along, too stunned to really do anything else, up until he was shuffled out the door.
Goodness. That sure just happened, didn't it?
... Well, he supposes now's a good a time as any to take stock of what he has on him. It's... not ideal, he has to admit, but he can make it work. Hopefully. Well, he'll figure it out as he goes. He does take a moment to look over the PokéGear, but that's set aside for further investigation later.
And, of course, the last step is meeting the Pokémon he's been given. Once he figures out how to let it out, it's...
It takes a full ten seconds for the Slowpoke to realize its surroundings have changed at all, and it eventually looks up at Bucciarati with a quizzical "......... slow?"
Hm.]
... Let's get out of the middle of the street for now, why don't we?
[The Slowpoke does not move. This... this could take a while.]
[B] Gone Fishin' [The good news is, it doesn't take very long to settle in! This place is... peaceful. It's nice. There hasn't been so much of a routine to settle into, not really, but that suits Bucciarati just fine.
Today, he's fishing--just at the National Park. It's a rather enjoyable spot. So yeah, there he is with his fishing rod, his Slowpoke by the water's edge has its tail dangling in the water. A recently acquired Shuppet lingers by his side, though it seems to be getting a little... restless. After just a few minutes too long, it'll dart off towards the nearest passerby to hassle them.]
Ah-- Bettina!
[Sorry for the sudden ghost-type all up in your space, passerby.]
[C] Oh No, [Exploring the Burned Tower seemed like a great idea at the time.
In hindsight, it may not have been the best idea.
His Shuppet has been uneasy since they stepped foot inside, and not terribly thrilled to be here in general. Doubly so since the pair of them have been followed. By a very persistent Mimikyu. After a while, Bucciarati catches the Disguise Pokémon just to put an end to the following.
He's since let the Mimikyu out again for now.]
Alright... let's see what the PokéDex has to say about you...
["A gust of wind revealed what hides under this Pokémon's rag to a passing Trainer, who went home and died painfully that very night."
... Oh. Oh, he doesn't like that at all.
So anyone who also happens to be exploring the Burned Tower might come across an agitated Shuppet, an alarmed Bucciarati who's looking between his Gear and the Mimikyu in front of him, who's merely squeaking in confusion.]
Bruno Bucciarati | JoJo's Bizarre Adventure
[Well. That was disorienting. For a number of reasons, least among them being the strange woman claiming to be his mother. He politely played along, too stunned to really do anything else, up until he was shuffled out the door.
Goodness. That sure just happened, didn't it?
... Well, he supposes now's a good a time as any to take stock of what he has on him. It's... not ideal, he has to admit, but he can make it work. Hopefully. Well, he'll figure it out as he goes. He does take a moment to look over the PokéGear, but that's set aside for further investigation later.
And, of course, the last step is meeting the Pokémon he's been given. Once he figures out how to let it out, it's...
Well.
It takes a full ten seconds for the Slowpoke to realize its surroundings have changed at all, and it eventually looks up at Bucciarati with a quizzical "......... slow?"
Hm.]
... Let's get out of the middle of the street for now, why don't we?
[The Slowpoke does not move. This... this could take a while.]
[B] Gone Fishin'
[The good news is, it doesn't take very long to settle in! This place is... peaceful. It's nice. There hasn't been so much of a routine to settle into, not really, but that suits Bucciarati just fine.
Today, he's fishing--just at the National Park. It's a rather enjoyable spot. So yeah, there he is with his fishing rod, his Slowpoke by the water's edge has its tail dangling in the water. A recently acquired Shuppet lingers by his side, though it seems to be getting a little... restless. After just a few minutes too long, it'll dart off towards the nearest passerby to hassle them.]
Ah-- Bettina!
[Sorry for the sudden ghost-type all up in your space, passerby.]
[C] Oh No,
[Exploring the Burned Tower seemed like a great idea at the time.
In hindsight, it may not have been the best idea.
His Shuppet has been uneasy since they stepped foot inside, and not terribly thrilled to be here in general. Doubly so since the pair of them have been followed. By a very persistent Mimikyu. After a while, Bucciarati catches the Disguise Pokémon just to put an end to the following.
He's since let the Mimikyu out again for now.]
Alright... let's see what the PokéDex has to say about you...
["A gust of wind revealed what hides under this Pokémon's rag to a passing Trainer, who went home and died painfully that very night."
... Oh. Oh, he doesn't like that at all.
So anyone who also happens to be exploring the Burned Tower might come across an agitated Shuppet, an alarmed Bucciarati who's looking between his Gear and the Mimikyu in front of him, who's merely squeaking in confusion.]